Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was brand new track
slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
'Cause I 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, made 'em it---huh!
of the growl is on the prowl
How you me now punk? You living foul
Here's my game is, kill is what my aim is
A up rapper needs a washer, my name is--

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I play that
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year quitting
Last year you thought I was out
But again, and again, and without a doubt
It's the boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an example of funky
When you to make hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't this they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a record for the
For those who appreciate rap songs
Listen how I allow myself to go off track
back, I got the power, I'm--

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard like penitentiary
necks while I flex my sex appeal
Home girls in the house,
girls in the house, give it up
You want to get hotter
Moving and grooving, and always a lot of
People know how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I slice my man
Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in
him and slap him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I want you to moves
No one out there you could do
You my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can dance

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm you get dizzier
out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I love to ride the because the groove is smooth
It me move and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? Don't came around, playing me close,
Pull on my to be down
You need to stay down, way down, because low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is throw down
Aiming to please while I'm emcees
I'm gonna keep on hitting you rough LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the by the vase of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A killing machine, a street talker
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who I had relaxed
The of hip hop, straight from Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And never seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my hand like I'm playing the
Don't touch the dial, don't the channel
let me hear you say I ain't debonair
I'm better any emcee out there
As a matter of fact, can't compare
When I rocking the mic stop and stare, at..