Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... understand
and what's about to happen
Das EFX in!!!

Verse Das EFX

Well it's the duper rhymer rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz best forget it let it be or you'll it D
So it B... the D to the fuckin P
(Yo me the lyricist they fear in this as you can see)
I be's the ultimate drop the ultra fuck the other shit
Biggety buttah is how we comin kid we runnin shit
Now who you fuckin with is Diggey Das
We flexin, cause kid we got this rhyme and effect y'all

Aiyyo I figgety flow I rocket blow a nigga out the
Keep in mind to the dread, now they like my pocket, watch it
the rhyme fiend about a second from the crime scene
The boogie banger off the lime green
a dime we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
King of my city, ask my Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to blow the
Das KRS East coast on lock

Verse Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz y'all get ate, my make you faint
So platinum on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You think it ain't before a year and recordin
Now look we comin back and runnin shit like fuckin Michael
Accordin, to my in the sewer
Yo you a, nigga so we gots ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Anderson
I'm brandishin, styles to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, fuck it, styles don't be
My amazing son Blazing like a Saddle and
Battling's a no-no, got more than Coco
I'm paid and still drips ya with a blade from my
So take your, style and Go-Go D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin on the East nigga

Yo, yo, well mayday, mayday, it's Crazy Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, shit like fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, we get in it for the masses
For classes, yo KRS get up in they asses

What... I say, follow me me
with my syllable syllable lyrical
MC are minimal to my phsyical they just
and whittle away, with little and little to say
As they piddle and away, they say OK
But I chop that ass up
What's handle I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got MC skin sandals
I the mic up like a candle, watch it melt
Cause when I felt lyrics you both are screamin for
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you even wear it
You oughts to cheer it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin with rara
Rockin mics when you was googoo to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS when you was young you your poppa
He you in your head and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm your
Lookin at your crew but they all out
because nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!