Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

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

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

(redman)
My is milking magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust
The the merrier, secure the area, my life familiar
Is ultimate superior we don't dont jack
We for air craft carriers
I bounce trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to pieces
Hymn em sewing machines and jesus
When the of the barrel pointing out my (? ) camarro
I get like (? ) for splittin'
You're better off singing carols for christmas,
Because I'm on point like bow and equipment
The president of chicken head
I you a deluxe ku kux legend
I got a headache from the stress, success not a vest
5-11 for being dirty and quarts of
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made this bitch call
She tried swallowing a piece
Forgot the on false teeth
I like makaveli on 18 inch pirelli's
Assault and battery like my palms was ready
Sharp as
Matter of fact I (? ) ...

(canibus)
Canibus brings the drama,
Fierce to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through the
with the mic is something I wont do
My only concern I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing to
And make every man in your deny that he knows you
Defeating, niggas segal steven,
Putting emcees in, positions to them from breathing
I'll make you any and everything you've ever believed in
By peeping your secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter
Against the mutha wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of got the balls big enough to battle,
I go on & on like badu
A hundred nicer than the best is
Twice as as krs is, who wanna test 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 shit you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
And apply pressure until I crush your fuckin noggin
I grab and push niggas to the left
So fast their hearts end up on the 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 them off your hands now
Step up and get neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar a beard
I'm the illest from to the new jerusalem briddicks
Anyone who ain't my shidit can suck my didick
You to quit it, if you ain't spittin
than 50 bars per minute cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
Kicken boring raps with metaphors thats
All of y'all mutha need nordatrack
To get ya weight up, fuckin canibus you get ate up
Beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my up
Been rockin longer than niggas my age
Back in the days before bob was rockin a fade
Before abe signed the paper that freed slaves
Before neanderthals was drawing on 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 fitness
The canibus is spitten til' spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you forget this
I'm every wack emcee alive on my shit list
vicious, telekenetically gifted
Took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm wit it
Now you tell me who you think is shit
Going once, twice
Sold to that nigga name
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and doctor
out the hue helicopter to suey chop ya