Luyện nghe bài hát Beasts from The East

Yo we come like balls seem as nigga take two puffs and pass
watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up eighty and my stash for protection
Family is raged the is acting crazy

I never thought I'd it it was hectic when I scrambled
On point a knife I'm taking life as a gamble
Living in the rotten apple yo where every corner is
To all my niggas in peace to see you gone but not forgotten

Now my main wife as shaded bricks
Official lost boyz since the of '86
And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill 'em with a
At times I feel slashing in Jamaican queens fashion

You think you can fuck around but kid you're just
It's when I'm sober imagine when I'm drinking
Without blinking man I'll tear your like pages
I'll rip you from the backyard park chances it

A plus the lyrically superb one spittin'
From the top of the tongue to ya ear drums
Rotten shit make the opposite team call the out
Knockin' niggas three times my out

The crowd loves me so when I ain't around ask for me
I up to kick rap like a crash dummy
For the money I get up in that ass money
The fact you tryin' to me kinda bugs me

I leave crews fed up like niggas tryin' to get up
Emcees get wet up lyrical gun pillars
I blow up the spot when it's to rock
I speak out my voice peak out of one hundred watts

Who cipher I get dumb
Word to my Mother the Father the Holy and rev run
When the source set it I'm inner serviced
To cop the kind of that average emcees seem to worship

My style is milking magnesia clutch divide speeding bust
The more the secure the area
My life familiar is superior
We don't don't jack we jack for air craft carriers

I bounce like trampolines when I be the feces to pieces
Hymn 'em like sewing machines and
When the of the barrel pointing out my point camarro
I get punished like for splittin'

You're better off singing carols for Christmas
Because I'm on point like bow and equipment
The of chicken head conventions
I you a deluxe Klu Klux legend

I got a from the stress success not wearing a vest
Five for being dirty and quarts of nine thirty
Yo, Mr.Cheeks, I made bitch call police
She tried swallowing a nine
the warrantee on false teeth

I return like on 18 inch Pirelli's
Assault and like my palms was ever ready
Sharp as matter of fact I slap for cognac

brings the sickest drama
Fierce enough to pierce the thickest
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through the
Playing with the mic is something I do

My only concern when I you is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you close to
And every man in your crew deny that he knows you defeating

Niggas Segal Steven putting emcees in
Positions to prevent them from
make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
By peeping your secrets like psychic readers

What's the matter with y'all I y'all
the mutha fuckin' wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of got the balls big enough to battle
I go on and on Erykah Badu

A hundred times nicer the best is
Twice as African as KRS is who wanna this
y'all you don't 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 when I put you in a
And apply until I crush your mutha fuckin' noggin'

I grab and push niggas to the left
So their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis is that nobody can see
Lyrical genius I got it sown a seamstress

But if you want to battle I'm
If you got lives l'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your cut from ear to ear
If you survive then you can cover your with a beard

I'm the illest from queens to the new briddicks
Anyone who ain't feeling my shidit can my didick
You to quit it, if you ain't spittin'
More than 50 bars per minute 'cause you ain't in fitness

Kicken boring with metaphors thats wack
All of y'all mutha fuckas need
To get ya weight up with Canibus you get ate up
Beat down and sprayed up just for my name up

rockin' longer than niggas twice my age
Back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin' a
honest abe signed the paper that freed slaves
Before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in

I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin'
dick to eve before she was Adams mistress
Before created Christmas I been in lyrical fitness
The canibus is spitten till spitless

50 of total sickness you won't forget this
I'm putten 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 damaging
Going going twice sold to that nigga name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks a plus and funk
Hopping out the hue helicopter to chop ya

Go home in deff squad 907