Luyện nghe bài hát Antelope

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

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

I'm trippin' is all I'm thinkin' is is the best M.C.
can you can find
I like some 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 roll the style the
Dirty smokin' cali leaf till I die B
Leave me alone when I'm in my home
Yo, I'm smooth like a schwin' and I shine the chrome

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

Your wicked disappointment, your need some ointment
The crowd at shows always laughin' and pointin'
Leave and blew it my boy has groovin'
And I'm still stage just smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, the best for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the rest so you're

Well, don't forget about the and dirty southern cali flow
Just open the and let the rhythm go
I'm hoofin' up the track just like a bouncin'
And soften up skoal just like a ripened cantaloupe

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

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

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

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

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

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

I sang rock out my cock out I got balls of steel
Hear me clankin' down the street a bag of beer
Said the dance off session gonna start here
Dirty B grab the wheel 'cause I steer

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

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