Luyện nghe bài hát Airborne Rangers

Rap out these battleship torpedoes that'll rip through
Your fragile ego, ransack your evil empire like I was
The con artist, fiendish, on target, beam shift
Trackin' your like the pentagon
the meanest lookin' studio prankster
Endangered, we rangers with the broken language
Absorbin' blows then regain my (what? )
The connection game of death
You might see me in the in the chain on his neck
these mikes while he aimin' his tec
Coward breakin' a
Steady his shit
even hold it still 'cause his hands was all wet
Said we a threat 'cause we the
And with a (strobe? ) blockin' his progress you'll never be
You can't a survivalist
Fool we thrive on this shit, the eye is too swift

All we gotta do is the music, uh
Don't need a lac on deez to your bitch hop on my lap
And lap on these, please don't tease
To all way-below-average mcs
You gon' stay below, wish, that's just how it's gon' be
My style is on levels unattainable, recyclable and
But not biodegradable so don't 'em
They eternal, evil gas that's acid turned
When I it, unmatched fashion over da riddim
Unabashedly, sights on the extreme sides of gassing
Mike mastery, steps to make you genuflect
I the genuine and accept
Nothing than your respect in excess
I wasn't expecting the success I met
When I my shit and left command
Won't let it get too ahead, I got a on that
Check your spice rack, it's certain you lack

& opio]
We combust we contact
correct with the contract
Show when we stomp packs
Been prepped for the
Got the specs of launchpad
Snatch ya bitch we rock that
Interception, she out
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the
Take her back, we don't that, no not that

I don't rap for the money but I'm that it pays well
Sometimes I kick a strange tale, your brain swell
Souls tighter than lifers in the same cell
I never to the drama that a dame sell
I'm tryin' to make that mail so I the game well
I the spell from the rattle of a snake's tail
When a hard nigga spray, and the enemy's pale
I'm with a female, that was waitin', make her exhale I'm
X-l the magazine &
And fuck the but I can show you what a rappin' fiend is
Perhaps my is not the type to act the meanest
But on my birth, just a falling earth,
You smacked to venus
are jackin' the penis so your label accept
'cause you ain't to rap or able to wreck
I'm claimin' respect rappin' that'll strangle your neck
Claim a vet but still I'm makin you jet, shakin' the set

[phesto
I'm ubiquitous on hundred and fifty cubic inches
Of horse-powered fuel injection, positive
Throttlin' action, my prerogative's
Mind speed tobogganin' streets of oakland
With english on english, the
Swingin' charlie mingus,
High-wire spine tinglin'
Break vertebraes with permanent tourniquettes
Firm burn your sternum like nerve gas and germ,
Hor, d'oerve ya ya sequoia heights is sterling
Vintage, coinage of eccentric
Circumventin' the
While your fate remains in the chains of imagery
In mass media hype, we smash media rights through
Crash through the core at the speed of the
I'm (rianiti? ) on ice, on mikes
The beaters are white, sweet and precise for me to ignite

& opio]
Uh!
We combust when we
So come with the contract
Show respect when we packs
We prepped for the combat
Got the specs of launchpad
Snatch ya when we rock that
Interception, she out
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the
Take her back, we don't want that, no not
Never

We combust we contact
So correct with the contract
Show when we stomp packs
We been for the combat
Got the specs of your
Snatch ya bitch we rock that
Interception, she out
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the
Take her back, we want that, no not that, uh