Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

(laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you know one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and onion flavor.

I rule the world like kurtis with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, style stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like on vinyle
The of antidope shit you have to keep away from my nose
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, check my
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an when they open
My identities, blows to ememies please test these abilities
I'm rugged, I a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 nigga slugger
So thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to songs
When bitches see me perform, say I strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky eyed like japs I states off the map
Just by eye

Don't get it twisted and if you do, you best to move on on
"rock, rock on" - (x4)

Erick
Yeah, I shut things for the moment, what?
Paying my for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit y'all
Gimmicks, hard core lyrics for an
I'm 'em the beast wompin' 'em
Brain damage is caused, drop they drawers to the ground
I the effect like wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black

Somebody me I'm smoking like mask
Shut your mouth, a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for your (word up)
Huh, I it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf then get some

I let one nigga slide in 93, but year, he's fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of
Blood starts to boil like a lyrical combustion,
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas off it's strain to maintain
They be killing me, trying to preach to me, to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and your masters in the field of
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so your automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream
They just ready for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the of def be smacking hits after hits
And goin' on in your mind I can feel it
in the body has caused for the healin'

(x4)

You what I'm sayin'? things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What I'm sayin'? ah, streets is love, it's hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are just lovely, & sour sauce. doin'
This feel this. I feel you.