Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace grace
I'ma win the race and make you disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC about face

Now step off, I need room for my
My custom made slays, yours are soft
I you better tape this, yo, you can't escape this
Yo, I planned it out like a landscapist

snapper back up for comin' crap up
I plan to trap a MC and 'em
Phony, so the baloney
You and your cronies need to on a pony

And roll, 'cause just a rookie
When it was for rap school, you musta played hooky
I'm the show-stopper, your are improper
I'ma teach you like the master the grasshopper

Just warmer, I'ma transform a
Regular into a barnstormer
Try to jump, I'll you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, city or borough'll get ragged

I drop like a
Serious as the mob, I don't tag
of the batch, no man can catch up
Hoes can't be passed, a a mismatch

I flip lyrics, like a
And avoid like a diplomat
But when it's for battles, [Incomprehensible] jacked or killed
It's a thrill to drill a run of the Bill with my skill

I'm the Lord of the
And I be writin' at a that pace way past my bedtime
I rock the mic unlike brothers I know
I guess they flow,

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, all in, stiff as a mannequin
I'm as a pen and I'ma teach discipline
I get like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm by a few MC's

But so I just max like I'm playin' the sax
And take the crowd to the
Yo, Cool J, never go astray
I'm funky you can hear me at the Way

You're weak, raps, I'm cool as jazz
Got ask my man, Shabazz
I know afraid because I'm self-made
I invade and up like a hand grenade

MC's are struck, I'ma run amuck
'Cause rhymes suck, you made a record on potluck
Just a toy boy, can't my convoy
Rhymes I said year were just decoys

I'm a fox, you annoy me like chicken pox
I'm back a style that's unorthodox
You musta had a teaspoon of bull
I'm like The Hulk, more bulk, I'm powerful

They try to get this, to me that's an insult
Boys shouldn't with an adult, that's too difficult
I like a giant sayin' fee fi foe fum
Then rock the auditorium it's pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

Don't sleep, 'cause go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Reaper
My are rising, the angle's gettin' steeper
I hated Martini so I'ma sweep a

Emcee, like one of the two
him into fragments right in front of you
Mic one, two, is too fundamental
My rhymes are monumental over an

In the center I had to
Tormentor, mentor, experimenter and
Of lyrics, so all you
It'll echo in your dreams at night when you a

Rude awakening, you do anything
You enter my kingdom and you cry as men
to the prince of excellence and magnificence
Alarm clock rings, you wake up, and you're

the crew invader, soloist exterminator
Greater of ducks, concert crusader
Is bad, my nickname's the circuit
Eatin' up the world, by acre

I'm 'em

Word to mother, 'em
Know I'm sayin'? Straight 'til 1999, droppin' 'em
Yo, year 2000, ya know what I'm
Audi man, yo, I'm 'em