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

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

One: O.C.

It's me against anyone
First full is spontaneous, combustion thrusts me
No can dust me
Bounced upon the with a theme, Word...Life
I cut fantasy out I differ from a dream
Wisdom deep in my molecules, you assumed
I fell victim to, hip-hop
You way off I stay on often rockin spots
on the California coast, range you know back to
Enforcin my theory, leavin teary-eyed
Fly most who came and thought had stride
You accustomed to cussin and bluffin fussin for
Half of y'all crumbs are just soft like
I bake, masterpieces, sharper
Y'all candy coated stink like feces
Needless to say, are these shoes yours?
You when I gave out head for wars
My set is immensely brick wall
Solid in and out you slept so now
Who got my back, you ask Lord and
Unorthodox, combinations from the
I menace, when it's finished
You get an understanding of we bringin, no gimmicks

Verse Two: Lord

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

Verse Three:

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

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