Luyện nghe bài hát 1996 Fat Beats Freestyle

Yo the Lake Shore Drive
it live, tight, raw
You better up, they can't keep it in the store
To be the format, your whole style on one
Insert the disk, a nigga press delete
Tryna flex technique
You gettin' blasted with a TEC, shit is mad ironic
Like Alanis Morisette, you try but jet
Bunch of airline lyrics, rhymes for low
Flyin' out of
these no-name ass niggas wanna go there, nobodies
Livin' blocks from nowhere, down the street from nothin'
Let me show niggas somethin', visual aid, the page
And the who fronted, word to God, they don't want it
But they wanna play the role, actin'
Watch the whole career, flow, my is too cold
Always, like Luther, but it ain't original
Because I it from the future, now I'm wanted in three centuries
The killin', ask me where I got the style
Told 'em from my grandchildren, put it on
Document it in the
You niggas can't see me so the hard looks
I'll rather it get
Live and die for rhymes, dedicated to
Shit don't
they wanna know what and who's next
And you up in a Lex
That's the train stop, my brain drop mad
I rhyme with the spirit off the top, I drop
Verbally killin', my is ready to willin'
Y'all niggas stay chillin'
Like EPMD niggas ain't seein' me, what
enormous, nah, do or die
I got the on the brain
They tried to bomb me on the plane so I the train
I got here [?]
I'm 'bout to this shit, yo it's my year, what!?
Bring it on, it to my man Tariq
Rock the mic all