Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

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

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

sermon:
Yeah, I shut down things for the moment,
Paying my does for fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the y'all stop
Gimmicks, hard core for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the wompin' 'em
Brain damage is caused, girls drop they drawers to the
I be's the effect like wrecks, rhyme be shooting off like two black

Somebody me I'm smoking like mask
Shut your mouth, he's a bad, uh, like
The bring the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you run up on my turf then get some

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

(x4)

Strick nine rules the on the verge of destruction
Blood starts to boil a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, falling off it's strain to maintain
They be me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and your in the field of dramatics
The are bringing the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
I've had it up to here, you are in danger
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and mainstream america
They just ain't ready for this, I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your mind I can it
Tremors in the body has caused for the

(x4)

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