Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... will
and appreciate what's about to
Das EFX in!!!

One: Das EFX

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

Aiyyo I figgety flow I rocket blow a out the socket
Keep in to keep the dread, now they like my pocket, watch it
It's the rhyme fiend about a second the crime scene
The banger twisted off the lime green
Fuck a dime we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit 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 niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll make you faint
So much on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You think it before a year and stopped recordin
Now look we comin back and runnin shit fuckin Michael Jordan
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 Kenny Anderson
I'm brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep MC's
Scattering, it, styles don't be mattering
My amazing son Blazing like a Saddle and
Battling's a no-no, got more Fame than
I'm paid and drips ya with a blade from my logo
So your, style and Go-Go like D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin strapped on the nigga

Yo, yo, miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Crazy Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, kick shit fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, cause we get in it for the
For classes, yo KRS come get up in asses

What... I say, follow me me
with my syllable lyrical criminal
MC are minimal to my phsyical they just
whittle and whittle away, with and little to say
As piddle and paddle away, they say OK
But I that ass up anyway
What's your handle I got mad MC heads upon a
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up like a candle, watch it
Cause I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help
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 that
Rockin mics when you was gaga to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS when you was young you your poppa
He slapped you in head and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm your
Lookin at crew but they all broke out
they nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your motherfuckin
Yo DJ Dice, tear the place!!