Luyện nghe bài hát 31 Bumrush

My off the hook look, leaves my shook
No matter groups you book, I still jam like Sam Cooke
Took a whole click out and had the sound man
Kickin' wicked freestyle to shit on niggaz with the

Check my computer type graphics, niggaz get ass kicked
if they try to flip like ashes, I'm never passive
As is, yo, you see the yo what happened
Check out them niggaz

The of the crowd be showin' me love like Cupid
Loop it back, shit slams like I off to Shaq
My crew stay strapped battle raps on cap
We ready to clap on who make up half you sucker rap acts

I'm intact with facts, MC's can't with these treats
And JP with the beats, unleash
Talents, balance, styles
With the vocabulary, no other

We know schematics on theatrics
a few can freak status, Artifacts techniques
Can freak from to Dalls, leavin' you to clean up
Like Alice, shit's thick like smoke out the chalice

The weak we embarrass, showin' no pity on your
We either play you live or have you in like MIDI, who?
The Brick City comin' through a nigga soundest
This round's for all our niggaz that didn't get yet

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush crews we through
You don't know, you need to tell the man
Don't touch but the EQ

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush we breeze through
You don't know, you need to the sound man
Don't touch but the EQ

lethal weapon steppin' with the props
Seekin' through your sale and peepin' all mall cops
In to win, tall like Bunyan, the bass line's drummin'
Meanin' that the notty headed nigguz

Lights, camera, act you wanna bring the drama
I make it than all of Atlanta, ready to act up
My ville upbringin' is swingin' upon ya son
Gunnin' for your under the of Tame One

Yo, eyes focused, lips ready to it
choke on my skit, your dilemma is to quit
Flip scripts, who's the winner takin' out all
In an instant, my polished and stain resistant

The E&J sipper blunt ripper nigga your bitch ass
With effects, we go to war like George Lucas
Toucan Sam and we be the man simply put
Your twelve could barely make a foot

We got bombs, my told me no when I was younger
But I told her, I don't cry on no shoulders, I'm a
Let me show ya, how we can a crowd like Ayatollah
Check the folder, we, go check it out right now

Now you got the scoop, check the troop low
On the chest, niggaz still use the word fresh
You see the structure, builder,
Bust with the skills that I muster
Up touches you check the rhyme
Artifacts, One and MC El the Sensai

Ashes to ashes, dust to from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush we breeze through
You don't know, you need to tell the man
Don't nothin' but the EQ

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust from off the of the bus
The 31 bumrush crews we through
You don't know, you to tell the sound man
Don't touch but the EQ