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 you know?
I do so and every rhyme that I spit is just so
metamucial I kill some rhymes that I'm used to

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

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

Well, if you brealbre? Then roll 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 fender, remember this microphone defender
your shit to sender 'cause no one wants to hear it
Yo your lyrics' are weak and yes your spirits
And you're an ignorant mother fucker, yes, it shows when you

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

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

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

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

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

Once upon a in the neighborhood
There was a little boy that 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 late for school I asked dirty to skip and he said, that's
So we went to the store, got ourselves some magnum
Rollin down the ya you know we brown bagged them

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

I sang rock out with my cock out I got of steel
Hear me down the street like a bag of beer
Said the dance off session gonna start right
B grab the wheel 'cause I can't steer

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

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