Luyện nghe bài hát 1996 Fat Beats Freestyle

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