Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... understand
and appreciate about to happen
Das EFX in!!!

Verse Das EFX

Well it's the duper rhymer rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz forget it let it be or you'll regret it D
So it B... the D to the fuckin P
(Yo it's me the they fear in this as you can see)
I be's the drop the ultra shit 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, cause kid we got rhyme and took effect y'all

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

Two: Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll you faint
So platinum 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 like 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 like Kenny Anderson
I'm brandishin, styles to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, fuck it, don't be mattering
My pattern's amazing son Blazing like a and
Battling's a no-no, got more Fame than
I'm and still drips ya with a blade from my logo
So take your, and Go-Go like 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, kick shit fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, cause we get in it for the
For classes, yo KRS come get up in they

What... I say, follow me me
with my syllable syllable lyrical
MC threats are minimal to my phsyical just
and whittle away, with little 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, it melt
Cause when I lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't wear it
You oughts to just it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin with that
Rockin mics when you was googoo gaga to momma
You to battle KRS when you was young you told your poppa
He slapped you in your head and UHH-UHH
But you heed the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm face
Lookin at your crew but they all out
they nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!