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hàng vào thứ HIGHHHHH. Thầy hiệu trưởng đến . Thầy hiệu trưởng đến đây . Thầy hiệu trưởng đến đây . Dậy tụi may học những ngày còn lại. MC ILL. Anh biết chúng mày quá là lười, khá buồn cười chúng mày vẫn
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fluffs. And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back. I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track. And when the show is finally finished I'll
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pain, we're steel, a plot of knives. We're transmaniacon MC Behind the pantry, behind the tree. The ghouls adopt that child. Whose name resounds forever. Whose name resounds on terror And I'm no fool
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pain, we're steel, a plot of knives. We're transmaniacon MC Behind the pantry, behind the tree. The ghouls adopt that child. Whose name resounds forever. Whose name resounds on terror And I'm no fool
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dropping down jaws. I kick and rip and whip and I flip the script. The company likes me, I'm a million dollar bizz Like a track star, always on the run. Over youth boys, the strictly number one. Like a
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of women and men,. I get raw like Eddie, rough like Freddy,. Kreuger with a luger turnin' men into spaghetti,. I'm like Fats Domino, up on Blueberry Hill,. 'cause my rhymes are funky fresh not run
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I'm the kinda girl to put dub on the track. I'm a machine, couple screws loose but I'm running smoothly. Know what I mean, got an upgrade, now I'm more unruly. I'm hard to swallow but a spoonful
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name is Young mc, and I'm the one you should choose. Cause when the music comes in, the beat starts thumpin. And I'm the only man to keep the girlies high jumpin. I'm the doctor on the mic, and yes
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visit, then you'll be cured 'Cause in the game of rap, I am the referee. When the others need help, they'll come to me. Like Judge Joe Wapner on the People's Court. My name is Young MC, rockin' on the
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đến trong vô thường. Ngày tháng như vô thường. Mù quáng yêu thương. Rồi đi. Ver 2 VND MC Tee. Hôm qua khi thấy em anh đã say trong màu mắt. Đường phố bụi lấm lem quần áo anh toàn màu đất. A thả hồn lang
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fluffs. And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough. I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back. I'm on your tv, on your album, cassette and 8-track. And when the show is finally finished I'll
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