Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

(mr.cheeks)
Yo, we come through like balls, take two puffs and pass,
Nigga, watch your once you talk out your ass
I back up and my stash for protection,
Family is raged, the world is crazy
I never I'd make it, it was hectic when I scrambled
On like a knife living life as a gamble
And living in the rotten apple, yo where every corner is
To all my niggas in peace to see you gone but not forgotten
Now my main wife, dead as bricks,
Official boyz since the year of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I kill em with a passion,
At I feel like slashing in jamaican queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you're thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine I'm drinking
With blinking man, I'll tare your like pages
I'll rip you from the of (? ) ...

(a+)
A plus the lyrically superb one, spittin
From the top of the to burn ya ear drums
Rotten shit, make the team call time out,
niggas three times my size out
The crowd loves me, so when I ain't they ask for me,
I buckle up to kick rap like a dummy
For the fast money, I get up in that ass
The fact you tryin' to test me kinda me
I leave fed up, like handicap niggas tryin' to get up
Emcees get wet up with gun pillars,
I blow up the spot when it's time to
I through a mic my voice peak out of one-hundred watts
Who cipher, I get dumb
Word to my my father the holy ghost and rev run,
When the set it down, I'm inner serviced
To cop the kind of verses that average emcees seem to

(redman)
My style is milking magnesia, clutch speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area, my familiar
Is ultimate superior we don't jack cars
We jack for air carriers
I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to
Hymn em like sewing and jesus
When the shadows of the barrel out my (? ) camarro
I get like (? ) for splittin'
You're better off singing carols for christmas,
Because I'm on point bow and arrow equipment
The president of head conventions
I give you a deluxe ku kux
I got a headache from the stress, success not wearing a
5-11 for dirty and quarts of 9-30
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made this bitch police
She tried a nine piece
the warrantee on false teeth
I return makaveli on 18 inch pirelli's
Assault and battery like my was ever ready
Sharp as
Matter of I slap (? ) ...

(canibus)
Canibus brings the drama,
Fierce to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick the condom
Playing with the mic is I wont do
My only concern when I you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing to
And make man in your crew deny that he knows you
Defeating, like segal steven,
Putting emcees in, positions to them from breathing
make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
By peeping deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the mutha fuckin wall with these raw lyrics I
None of y'all got the balls big to battle,
I go on & on like erykah
A hundred nicer than the best is
Twice as african as krs is, who wanna this
Fuck y'all you impress me and no one can test me
An emcee so ill, I got scared to catch me
All that you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
And apply pressure until I your mutha fuckin noggin
I grab mics and push niggas to the
So their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is nobody can see this
Lyrical genius, I got it sown like a
But if you to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, I'll take of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar a beard
I'm the illest queens to the new jerusalem briddicks
Anyone who ain't feeling my can suck my didick
You need to it, if you ain't spittin
More than 50 bars per cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
Kicken boring raps with metaphors wack
All of y'all mutha fuckas need
To get ya weight up, with canibus you get ate up
Beat down and sprayed up, just for my name up
Been rockin than niggas twice my age
in the days before bob marley was rockin a fade
Before honest abe signed the paper that freed
Before neanderthals was drawing on in caves
I existed, in the garden of gettin lifted
Stickin dick to eve before she was adams
Before christ christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The canibus is til' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you forget this
I'm putten every wack emcee alive on my list
Verbally vicious, gifted
Took you a minute, to exhibit I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging
Going once, twice
to that nigga name canibus
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and doctor
Hopping out the hue helicopter to suey ya