Luyện nghe bài hát 1996 Fat Beats Freestyle

Yo it's the Lake Shore
it live, tight, raw
You hurry up, they can't keep it in the store
To be the format, your whole style on one
the disk, watch a nigga press delete
Tryna flex your
You gettin' blasted with a TEC, that is mad ironic
Like Morisette, you try but can't jet
of airline lyrics, rhymes for low fare
Flyin' out of
While these ass niggas wanna go there, nobodies
Livin' three blocks nowhere, down the street from nothin'
Let me show niggas somethin', visual aid, the page
And the nigga who fronted, to God, they don't want it
But they play the role, actin' hardcore
Watch the whole career, flow, my is too cold
Always, forever Luther, but it ain't original
Because I stole it from the future, now I'm wanted in three
The verbal killin', ask me where I got the
'em from my grandchildren, put it on files
Document it in the
You niggas can't see me so cease the hard
rather it get took
Live and die for rhymes, to hip-hop
Shit stop
Niggas they wanna what and who's next
And you up in a Lex
That's the stop, my brain drop mad lyrics
I rhyme the spirit off the top, I drop nonstop
Verbally killin', my is ready to willin'
Y'all niggas back chillin'
Like EPMD niggas ain't seein' me, what
enormous, nah, do or die
I got the rhymes on the
tried to bomb me on the plane so I rode the train
Before I got [?]
I'm 'bout to save this shit, yo my year, what!?
Bring it on, pass it to my man
the mic all week