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 like a steeplechase
MC soldiers about

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

Whipper snapper back up for 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 you're a rookie
it was time for rap school, you musta played hooky
I'm the show-stopper, rhymes are improper
I'ma you like the master taught the grasshopper

gettin' warmer, I'ma transform a
Regular rhyme into a
Try to jump, bump 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 be passed, a battle's a mismatch

I flip lyrics, like a
And avoid like a diplomat
But when it's time for battles, 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 at a rate that pace way past my bedtime
I rock the mic some brothers I know
I guess flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

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

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

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

MC's are terror struck, run amuck
'Cause your suck, you made a record on potluck
Just a toy boy, can't stop my
Rhymes I said last year were just

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

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

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

sleep, 'cause I'ma go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Reaper
My rhymes are rising, the angle's gettin'
I Mussolini Martini so I'ma sweep a

Emcee, like one of the two
Break him into fragments in front of you
Mic check one, two, is too
My rhymes are monumental an instrumental

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

Rude awakening, you do anything
You enter my and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the of excellence and magnificence
Alarm clock rings, you wake up, and convinced

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

I'm 'em

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