Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The Ease

(mr.cheeks)
Yo, we come through like balls, nigga take two and pass,
Nigga, watch back once you talk out your ass
I up 3-80 and my stash for protection,
is raged, the world is acting crazy
I never thought I'd make it, it was hectic when I
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 to see you gone but not forgotten
Now my wife, dead as shaded bricks,
Official lost boyz since the of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em a passion,
At times I feel slashing in jamaican queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, when I'm drinking
blinking man, I'll tare your crew like pages
I'll rip you the backyard of (? ) ...

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

(redman)
My style is magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area, my life
Is ultimate superior we don't dont jack
We jack for air craft
I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the to pieces
em like sewing machines and jesus
When the shadows of the barrel out my (? ) camarro
I get like (? ) for splittin'
You're off singing christmas carols for christmas,
Because I'm on like bow and arrow equipment
The president of chicken conventions
I give you a deluxe ku kux
I got a headache from the stress, not wearing a vest
for being dirty and quarts of 9-30
Yo, mr.cheeks, I made bitch call police
She tried swallowing a piece
Forgot the warrantee on teeth
I like makaveli on 18 inch pirelli's
Assault and like my palms was ever ready
as mishedes
Matter of fact I (? ) ...

(canibus)
brings the sickest drama,
Fierce enough to the thickest armor
I smack who try to suck dick through the condom
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 crew that he knows you
Defeating, niggas segal steven,
Putting emcees in, positions to prevent them breathing
I'll make you question any and you've ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter
Against the mutha fuckin with these raw lyrics I catapult
of y'all got the balls big enough to battle,
I go on & on like badu
A hundred times than the best is
Twice as african as krs is, who wanna test
Fuck y'all you don't me and no one can test me
An emcee so ill, I got aids 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 push to the left
So fast their hearts end up on the right side of their
My hypothesis, is that can see this
Lyrical genius, I got it sown a seamstress
But if you to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, 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 scar with a beard
I'm the illest from to the new jerusalem briddicks
Anyone who feeling my shidit can suck my didick
You need to quit it, if you ain't
More 50 bars per minute cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
Kicken boring raps with metaphors thats
All of y'all mutha fuckas nordatrack
To get ya up, fuckin with canibus you get ate up
Beat down and up, just for bringing my name up
Been longer than niggas twice my age
Back in the days before bob marley was rockin a
Before honest abe signed the paper freed slaves
Before neanderthals was on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of eden gettin
Stickin to eve before she was adams mistress
Before christ christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The canibus is spitten til' spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you forget this
I'm putten every wack emcee 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 shit
once, going twice
Sold to nigga name canibus
Me and mr.cheeks, a-plus, and doctor
Hopping out the hue helicopter to chop ya