Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... understand
and appreciate what's 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 it B... the D to the fuckin P
(Yo it's me the lyricist they 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 with is Diggey Das EFX'n
We flexin, cause kid we got this rhyme and took 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
It's the rhyme fiend about a from the crime scene
The boogie banger twisted off the green
Fuck a dime we, fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
of my city, ask my cousin Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to the spot
Diggity Das KRS East coast on

Verse Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll make you
So platinum on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You it ain't before a year and stopped recordin
Now look we comin 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 to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, fuck it, don't be mattering
My pattern's 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, and Go-Go like D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin strapped on the nigga

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Crazy 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 come get up in asses

What... I say, follow me me
with my syllable lyrical criminal
MC threats are minimal to my phsyical just
whittle and whittle away, with little and to say
As they piddle and paddle away, say OK
But I chop that ass up
What's your I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got genuine MC sandals
I light the mic up like a candle, it melt
Cause I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you bear it, you can't even 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 you was googoo gaga to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS when you was young you told your
He slapped you in your 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 nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your motherfuckin
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!