Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

(mr.cheeks)
Yo, we come through like balls, take two puffs and pass,
Nigga, watch your back you talk 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 when I scrambled
On point a knife 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 gone but not
Now my main wife, as shaded bricks,
Official lost since the year of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I kill em with a passion,
At times I like slashing in jamaican queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid just thinking
It's when I'm sober, imagine when I'm drinking
With blinking man, tare your crew like pages
I'll rip you from the of (? ) ...

(a+)
A plus the lyrically superb one, rhymes
From the top of the to burn ya ear drums
Rotten shit, the opposite team call time out,
Knockin 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 you tryin' to test me kinda bugs me
I leave crews fed up, handicap niggas tryin' to get up
Emcees get wet up lyrical gun pillars,
I blow up the spot when time to rock
I speak through a mic my voice peak out of one-hundred
Who cipher, I get dumb
to my mother my father the holy ghost and rev run,
When the source set it down, I'm 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 superior we don't dont jack cars
We jack for air carriers
I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to
Hymn em like machines and jesus
When the shadows of the pointing out my (? ) camarro
I get punished (? ) for splittin'
You're better off christmas carols for christmas,
Because I'm on like bow and arrow equipment
The president of head conventions
I give you a deluxe ku kux
I got a headache the stress, success not wearing a vest
5-11 for being and quarts of 9-30
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made this bitch call
She tried swallowing a piece
Forgot the warrantee on teeth
I return like on 18 inch pirelli's
Assault and battery my palms was ever ready
as mishedes
Matter of fact I (? ) ...

(canibus)
Canibus brings the drama,
Fierce enough to pierce the thickest
I bitches who try to suck dick through 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 close to
And make man in your crew deny that he knows you
Defeating, like segal steven,
Putting emcees in, positions to prevent them breathing
I'll make you question any and everything ever believed in
By peeping your deepest like psychic readers,
What's the with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the mutha fuckin wall with these raw 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
Twice as african as krs is, who wanna this
Fuck y'all you don't me and no one can test me
An so ill, I got aids scared to catch me
All that shit you poppin will stop, I put you in a headlock,
And apply pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin
I grab and push niggas to the left
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 eight of off your hands right now
Step up and get neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a
I'm the illest queens to the new jerusalem briddicks
who ain't feeling my shidit can suck my didick
You to quit it, if you ain't spittin
More than 50 bars per minute you ain't in lyrical fitness
boring raps with metaphors thats wack
All of y'all mutha need nordatrack
To get ya up, fuckin with canibus you get ate up
Beat and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
Been rockin longer than twice my age
Back in the days before bob was rockin a fade
Before honest abe signed the paper that freed
Before was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of eden lifted
dick to eve before she was adams mistress
Before christ christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The canibus is til' he's spitless
50 bars of sickness, you wont forget this
I'm putten wack emcee alive on my shit list
Verbally vicious, telekenetically
you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging
Going once, twice
Sold to nigga name canibus
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and doctor
Hopping out the hue helicopter to chop ya