Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

(mr.cheeks)
Yo, we come through balls, nigga take two puffs and pass,
Nigga, watch your back once you out your ass
I back up 3-80 and my for protection,
Family is raged, the world is crazy
I never thought I'd make it, it was hectic I scrambled
On point like a living life as a gamble
And living in the apple, yo where every corner is rotten
To all my niggas rest in peace to see you but not forgotten
Now my wife, dead as shaded bricks,
Official lost since the year of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I could em with a passion,
At times I feel like slashing in jamaican fashion
You you can fuck around, but kid you're just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine I'm drinking
With blinking man, tare your crew like pages
I'll rip you from the of (? ) ...

(a+)
A plus the superb one, spittin rhymes
From the top of the tongue to ya ear drums
Rotten shit, make the opposite team time out,
Knockin niggas three times my out
The crowd loves me, so when I ain't they ask for me,
I buckle up to kick rap like a crash
For the fast money, I get up in ass money
The fact you tryin' to me kinda bugs me
I leave fed up, like handicap niggas tryin' to get up
Emcees get wet up with gun pillars,
I blow up the when it's time to rock
I speak through a mic my voice peak out of watts
Who wanna cipher, I get
Word to my mother my the holy ghost and rev run,
When the source set it down, I'm inner
To cop the kind of verses average emcees seem to worship

(redman)
My is milking magnesia, clutch divide 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 trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to pieces
Hymn em like sewing machines and
the shadows of the barrel pointing out my (? ) camarro
I get punished like (? ) for
You're better off singing christmas for christmas,
Because I'm on point bow and arrow equipment
The president of chicken head
I give you a ku kux legend
I got a from the stress, success not wearing a vest
5-11 for dirty and quarts of 9-30
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made bitch call police
She tried swallowing a nine
Forgot the warrantee on teeth
I return like makaveli on 18 pirelli's
and battery like my palms was ever ready
Sharp as
of fact I slap (? ) ...

(canibus)
Canibus brings the drama,
enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through the
with the mic is something I wont do
My concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you close to
And make man in your crew deny that he knows you
Defeating, niggas segal steven,
Putting emcees in, positions to prevent them breathing
make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
By peeping deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
the mutha fuckin wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of y'all got the big enough to battle,
I go on & on erykah badu
A times nicer than the best is
as african as krs is, who wanna test this
Fuck y'all you impress me and no one can test me
An so ill, I got aids scared to catch me
All that shit you poppin stop, when I put you in a headlock,
And pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin noggin
I grab mics and niggas to the left
So fast their end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that can see this
Lyrical genius, I got it sown like a
But if you to battle, I'm down,
If you got lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your neck cut ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your with a beard
I'm the illest from queens to the new jerusalem
Anyone who ain't feeling my can suck my didick
You to quit it, if you ain't spittin
More than 50 bars per minute cause you in lyrical fitness
Kicken boring raps metaphors thats wack
All of y'all mutha fuckas need
To get ya up, fuckin with canibus you get ate up
Beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my up
Been rockin longer niggas twice my age
Back in the days before bob marley was rockin a
Before abe signed the paper that freed slaves
Before was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the of eden gettin lifted
Stickin to eve before she was adams mistress
Before christ created christmas, I been in lyrical
The canibus is spitten til' he's
50 of total sickness, you wont forget this
I'm putten every wack emcee alive on my list
vicious, telekenetically gifted
Took you a minute, to exhibit I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you is damaging shit
Going once, going
Sold to nigga name canibus
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and funk
Hopping out the hue helicopter to chop ya