Luyện nghe bài hát Antelope

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

You park so high and mighty but I'm not mighty
Dirty smoke, you out with 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 is this is the best M.C.
That can you can
I shine like moon through the pine
Yo and even if you wine I'd still stay dope up with my line

Well, if you general brealbre? Then roll with the the
Dirty smokin' cali green till I die B
me alone when I'm chillin' in my home
Yo, I'm like a schwin' and I shine like the chrome

Of it's fender, remember this microphone
Return your shit to '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, rhymes need some ointment
The crowd at your shows laughin' and pointin'
and blew it my boy has been groovin'
And I'm still stage just smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, save the for my choosin'
I'm the rest so you're loosin'

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

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 it's tight, it's tight

A bohemian rhapsody, these syllables 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 with me
Just come on and clap me
So come on and clap me
Yo, just come on and with me

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

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 liquor store, got ourselves some
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 wanna battle me but okay
I tell 'em don't fuck around because we don't

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

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

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