Luyện nghe bài hát Antelope

Well, my, half bread, might be, warm a to low
You're too slow, what the fuck do you think that you
I do so and every rhyme I spit is just so crucial
metamucial I kill some rhymes that I'm used to

You so high and mighty but I'm not mighty high
Dirty smoke, you out with weed and leave mouth fuckin' dry
'Cause of them rappin', clappin', laughin' always beer tappin' Fuckin' dorkette slappi' be ridiculous at how

I'm trippin' is all I'm thinkin' is is the best M.C.
can you can find
I shine like moon through the pine
Yo and even if you were wine I'd still stay dope up with my

Well, if you general brealbre? Then with the style the
smokin' cali green leaf till I die B
Leave me alone I'm chillin' in my home
Yo, I'm smooth like a schwin' and I like the chrome

Of it's fender, this microphone defender
your shit to sender 'cause no one wants to hear it
Yo your lyrics' are and yes your spirits meek
And you're an ignorant mother fucker, yes, it when you speak

Your wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some
The at your shows always laughin' and pointin'
and blew it my boy has been groovin'
And I'm still back stage just and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, save the for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the so you're loosin'

Well, don't forget about the down and dirty southern flow
open the melody and let the rhythm go
I'm up the track just like a bouncin' antelope
And soften up your skoal just like a ripened

the west coast knows how to kill it
Yo and y'all know when it's time to it
Yo, we it right
So we up all night yo, until tight, until it's tight

A bohemian rhapsody, these syllables me
lyrical chastity, and verbally blaster me
The illest we have to be, with musical
So on and clap with me, so come on and clap with me

So come on and with me
come on and clap with me
So on and clap with me
Yo, just come on and clap me

Once upon a time in the
There was a little boy that was up to no good
He had a chip in his and a mic in his hand
He had a dirty ass head the beach and the sand

He said I got out of the water
And I'm late for school I asked to skip and he said, that's cool
So we went to the liquor store, got ourselves magnum
Rollin down the street ya you know we brown bagged

With the 50's on top and the 20's on
Said we through my hood ya you know we got 'em
Sucker M.C.s wanna me but that's okay
I 'em don't fuck around because we don't play

I rock out with my cock out I got balls of steel
Hear me clankin' the street like a bag of beer
the dance off session gonna start right here
Dirty B the wheel 'cause I can't steer

You got 20 inch rims and they when you stop
Said I don't give a fuck, kill it the beat drops
'Cause that's I respect to all you knuckle heads and derelicts
Just jammin' down the with the syllables and intellect

Maybe not the intellect but syllables are
And I leave you in the with an empty canteen
While I'd be rippin' and in the gallapagoes
And I'd be foes like id be pickin' the fro
And all you head hos that come to pick at my shows
You got to go