Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

I the world like kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk style like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like suicide on
The type of antidope shit you have to keep away my nose
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, check my
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an mc's they open
My identities, facilities to ememies 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
back, chinky eyed like japs I blow states off the map
Just by eye

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

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

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

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

(x4)

Strick nine rules the on the verge of destruction
starts to boil like a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off 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 of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so cock automatics
I've had it up to here, you are in danger
You stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
They just ain't for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the of def be smacking hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your mind I can it
in the body has caused for the healin'

(x4)

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