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 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 me the lyricist they fear in this as you can see)
I be's the drop the ultra shit fuck the other shit
Biggety buttah shit is how we comin kid we runnin
Now who you fuckin is Diggey Das EFX'n
We flexin, cause kid we got this and took effect y'all

Aiyyo I figgety flow I blow a nigga out the socket
Keep in mind to keep the dread, now like my pocket, watch it
the rhyme fiend about a second from the crime scene
The boogie banger twisted off the lime
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 coast on lock

Two: Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz get ate, my shit'll make you faint
So much platinum on my 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 fuckin Michael
Accordin, to my in the sewer
Yo you a, corny nigga so we ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock Kenny Anderson
I'm brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep MC's
Scattering, fuck it, don't be mattering
My pattern's amazing son Blazing like a and
Battling's a no-no, got Fame than Coco
I'm paid and drips ya with a blade from my logo
So take your, style and Go-Go D.C. niggaz
know the haps we movin strapped 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, cause we get in it for the
For classes, yo KRS come get up in they

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