Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this new track
I'ma it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a point that I'm a serious
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
I made 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em it, made 'em obey it---huh!
of the growl is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You foul
Here's my game is, kill is what my aim is
A up rapper needs a washer, my name is--

Jack the
the Ripper
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, the Ripper
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard new jam, I don't play that
It ain't loud enough punk, it ain't
year you tried, next year you're quitting
Last year you thought I was out
But again, and again, and again without a
It's the boogie, the earthquake sound
it up and play it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an example of funky
When you want to hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't like they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a for the strong
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Smith
Hard like steel
Breaking necks I flex my sex appeal
Home girls in the house,
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta to get hotter
Moving and grooving, and always a lot of
People know how nice I am
sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
you're doing your dance I want you to make moves
No one out thought you could do
You know my and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy

"How Ya Me Now?" I'm getting busier
I'm platinum, I'm watching you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, my, play my
J on the back, behind the without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove the groove is smooth
It makes me move and I'll
As it on, as it flows on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? Don't came around, playing me close,
on my jock to be down
You to stay down, way down, because you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna down
Aiming to while I'm killing emcees
I'm keep on hitting you with rough LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a on the microphone, a night stalker
A killing machine, a street talker
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the who thought I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, straight from
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, this beats
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my hand I'm playing the piano
Don't the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me you say I ain't debonair
I'm better than any out there
As a matter of fact, suckers compare
I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..