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 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 ultimate drop the ultra shit fuck the 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 this rhyme and took effect

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 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 East on lock

Two: Das-EFX, KRS

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

This for my niggaz on the block, rock like Kenny Anderson
I'm brandishin, stiggedy to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, fuck it, styles 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, style and Go-Go like D.C.
Y'all know the we movin strapped on the East nigga

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, kick shit like fuckin
But a, minute, cause we get in it for the masses
For classes, yo KRS get up in they asses

What... I say, me follow me
my syllable syllable lyrical criminal
MC threats are to my phsyical they just
whittle and whittle away, with little and to say
As they and paddle away, they say OK
But I that ass up anyway
your handle I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up like a candle, it melt
Cause I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help
you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't even wear it
You oughts to just it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin with rara
Rockin mics when you was googoo gaga to momma
You wanted to KRS when you was young you told 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
at your crew but they all broke out
because nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!