Luyện nghe bài hát 1996 Fat Beats Freestyle

Yo it's the Lake Drive
it live, tight, raw
You better hurry up, they can't it in the store
To be the format, your style on one beat
Insert the disk, a nigga press delete
flex your technique
You gettin' blasted with a TEC, shit is mad ironic
Like Alanis Morisette, you try but jet
Bunch of lyrics, rhymes for low fare
Flyin' out of
While these ass niggas wanna go there, nobodies
Livin' three blocks from nowhere, down the street from
Let me show niggas somethin', visual aid, the page
And the nigga who fronted, word to God, don't want it
But they play the role, actin' hardcore
Watch the whole career, flow, my style is too
Always, forever like Luther, but it ain't
Because I stole it from the future, now I'm wanted in centuries
The verbal killin', ask me I got the style
Told 'em my grandchildren, put it on files
it in the books
You can't see me so cease the hard looks
I'll rather it get
Live and die for rhymes, dedicated to
don't stop
Niggas they wanna know and who's next
And you up in a Lex
That's the train stop, my brain mad lyrics
I with the spirit off the top, I drop nonstop
Verbally killin', my style is to willin'
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 plane so I the train
Before I got [?]
I'm 'bout to save shit, yo it's my year, what!?
Bring it on, pass it to my man
Rock the mic all