Luyện nghe bài hát 31 Bumrush

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

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

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

I'm intact with facts, MC's compete with these treats
And Shawn JP the beats, unleash
Talents, balance, extraordinary
the vocabulary, no other buries

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

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

to ashes, dust to dust from off the back of the bus
The 31 crews we breeze through
You know, you need to tell the sound man
touch nothin' but the EQ

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

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

Lights, camera, act like you bring the drama
I it hotter than all of Atlanta, ready to act up
My Hooter ville upbringin' is upon ya son
Gunnin' for your the name of Tame One

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

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

We got bombs, my momma 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 rock a crowd Ayatollah
Check the folder, here we, go it out right now

Now you got the scoop, the Guess troop low
On the chest, niggaz use the word fresh blessed
You see the structure, builder,
Bust another with the skills I muster
Up you check the rhyme forte
Artifacts, Tame One and MC El the

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

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