Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

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

One: Das EFX

Well it's the super duper rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz best forget it let it be or regret it D
So what it B... the D to the P
(Yo it's me the lyricist they in this as you can see)
I the ultimate drop the ultra shit 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 took effect

Aiyyo I figgety flow I rocket blow a nigga out the
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 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 the spot
Das KRS East coast on lock

Verse Das-EFX, KRS

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

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

Yo, yo, well mayday, mayday, it's Crazy Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, kick shit like fuckin
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 syllable lyrical
MC threats are minimal to my phsyical they
whittle and whittle away, with little and to say
As they piddle and paddle away, say OK
But I that ass up anyway
What's your I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up like a candle, watch it
Cause when I lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you even wear it
You to just 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 told your
He you in your head and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm face
Lookin at your crew but they all out
because they but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, tear the place!!