Luyện nghe bài hát Antelope

Well, my, half bread, might be, 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 I kill some rhymes that I'm used to

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

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

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

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

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

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

Because the west knows how to kill it
Yo and y'all 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
With lyrical chastity, and blaster me
The illest we have to be, with musical
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 come on and with me
Yo, come on and clap 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 and a mic in his hand
He had a dirty ass head from the beach and the

He said I just got out of the
And I'm late for I asked dirty 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 on bottom
Said we rollin' through my ya you know we got 'em
Sucker M.C.s battle me but that's okay
I tell 'em don't around because we don't play

I sang rock out my cock out I got balls of steel
Hear me clankin' down the like a bag of beer
Said the dance off session gonna start right
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 when the drops
'Cause that's what I respect to all you heads and derelicts
Just down the sound with the syllables and intellect

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