Luyện nghe bài hát Antelope

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

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

I'm is all I'm thinkin' is this is the best M.C.
That can you can
I shine some moon through the pine
Yo and even if you were wine I'd stay dope up with my line

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

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

Your wicked disappointment, your rhymes some ointment
The crowd at your always laughin' and pointin'
Leave and blew it my boy has been
And I'm still back stage smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, the best for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the rest so loosin'

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

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

A bohemian rhapsody, these after me
With lyrical chastity, and verbally me
The illest we to be, with musical masterpiece
So come on and clap with me, so come on and clap me

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

upon a time in the neighborhood
There was a little dirty boy that was up to no
He had a in his tooth and a mic in his hand
He had a dirty ass 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
Rollin down the ya you know we brown bagged them

With the on top and the 20's on bottom
Said we rollin' 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 out with my cock out I got balls of steel
Hear me down 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, it when the beat drops
'Cause that's what I respect to all you knuckle and derelicts
Just jammin' down the sound with the syllables and

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