Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

(mr.cheeks)
Yo, we come through like balls, nigga 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 acting
I thought I'd make it, it was hectic when I scrambled
On point like a living life as a gamble
And living in the rotten apple, yo where corner is rotten
To all my niggas rest in peace to see you but not forgotten
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 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 when I'm
With blinking man, tare your crew like pages
I'll rip you the backyard of (? ) ...

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

(redman)
My style is milking magnesia, clutch speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area, my familiar
Is ultimate we don't dont jack cars
We for air craft carriers
I bounce like trampolines, I be blowing the feces to pieces
em like sewing 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 point bow and arrow equipment
The of chicken head conventions
I you a deluxe ku kux legend
I got a headache from the stress, success not wearing a
for being dirty and quarts of 9-30
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made bitch call police
She tried a nine piece
Forgot the on false teeth
I return makaveli on 18 inch pirelli's
Assault and battery my palms was ever ready
as mishedes
Matter of fact I (? ) ...

(canibus)
Canibus brings the drama,
enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack who try to suck dick through the condom
Playing the mic is something I wont do
My only concern when I approach you, is to you
I smoke you and whoever you standing to
And make every man in crew deny that he knows you
Defeating, niggas segal steven,
Putting emcees in, to prevent them from breathing
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever in
By your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I ya'll
Against the mutha wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of got the balls 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 emcee so ill, I got aids scared to me
All that shit you poppin will stop, I put you in a headlock,
And apply pressure until I crush your mutha noggin
I mics and push niggas to the left
So fast hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that nobody can see
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 them off hands right now
Step up and get neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, you can cover your scar with a beard
I'm the from queens to the new jerusalem briddicks
Anyone who ain't feeling my shidit can suck my
You need to quit it, if you spittin
More than 50 bars per minute you ain't in lyrical fitness
boring raps with metaphors thats wack
All of y'all mutha fuckas nordatrack
To get ya weight up, fuckin canibus you get ate up
Beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my up
Been longer than niggas twice my age
Back in the days before bob marley was a fade
Before abe signed the paper that freed slaves
Before neanderthals was drawing on in caves
I existed, in the garden of eden lifted
Stickin dick to eve before she was mistress
Before christ christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The canibus is spitten he's spitless
50 bars of sickness, you wont forget this
I'm putten every wack emcee alive on my list
vicious, telekenetically gifted
Took you a minute, to that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging
Going once, twice
Sold to that name canibus
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and funk
Hopping out the hue helicopter to chop ya