Luyện nghe bài hát Brainstorm/P.S.K. (No Gimmicks Remix)

Now we found out, some time ago if you take a whole group of really
superbad dudes, and hang em in together they'll make some music or not
else thought it was hip or not.
You know, be OK.
You
Somebody's got to it.

One: O.C.

It's like me anyone
First full verse is spontaneous, combustion me
No rapper can me
upon the scene with a theme, Word...Life
I cut fantasy out cause I differ from a
Wisdom lies in my molecules, you assumed
I fell victim to, hip-hop
You way off I stay on often rockin spots
on the coast, range you know back to Boston
Enforcin my theory, rappers teary-eyed
Fly most who came and thought they had
You accustomed to cussin and bluffin fussin for
Half of y'all crumbs are just soft muffins
I bake, masterpieces, thesis
Y'all candy motherfuckers stink like feces
Needless to say, are these running shoes
You when I gave out head for wars
My set is immensely brick wall
Solid in and out you so now snore
Who got my back, you ask Lord and
Unorthodox, combinations from the
I menace, when it's finished
You get an of what we bringin, no gimmicks

Verse Two: Finesse

My decision is precision, I'm ill in you can't vision
I got niggaz Lord Finesse like religion
You can't fuck around, kiddin
You don't want no collision, you better fly South a pigeon
riddance, I flip flows you can't imagine
I break down Flintstone style, into fragments
So pay to the man rappin
think that it can't, I'm livin proof, it can happen
I reign supreme logical, verbally, I drop it in
that you never dreamed
So lyrically, I personally
my Harvard style, is too deep for you nursery niggaz
When I clutch the mic, I'm rough and right
I build more than workers on construction sights
I'm at it, I'm Illmatic
So yes answers your question if you ask me do I still it
I'm the realest, the
Comin out the woodwork, like them in the Village
But seriously, I'm got the
If I's at the of the toilet
you still couldn't shit on me
Originally, the same the vet
I'm on that get rich list, but they call my name yet
I make it special like a prom night I mics
while other brothers are old like Walter Kronkite
It's critical, you got these individuals
But word life, it ain't nothin the original
I kids, that's my theory and perspective
When it comes to hip-hop, I'm on the case detectives
You better to the next man
Cause the greatest soccer player couldn't it like Finesse can

Verse Three:

This is the scientific extra-prolific
mystic metaphysic, no gimmick type lyric
When you it or hear me, runnin through the scrimmages
You see images, affecting your sight to you go
(Yo he is! No there he is!) No here he is
Rockin your superiors, in your hardest
Your lyrical are inferior
It's because your video that cheer for ya
I'll take care of ya, quickly, cause I cannot it
Your weak head needs to be
Cause you it
If your was caffeine, well you're now decaffeinated
You scream but it's the end of your career
you anticipate it, I hate itCareer ended, how
For MC's I come doctor recommended

Haha! You know when Lord Finesse up in the piece
All you wack ass rappers better go your album
O.C. in the house, KRS in the house,
New York style in the house,
BDP in the house, YEAH...