Luyện nghe bài hát Butch & Sundance

[Verse 1:
my brother despite the two mothers
Butch and trot, killshot to you fuckers
You feel the wind of excellence before we enter in the
So assume your of the natural born coon
we groom other rappers, pew, need to starting soon
The wolves are howling at the moon, your time will never come
Markie, [?], me and the bad boy
The petty thoughts of the sanction we rhyme, become void
The of life, the game of death
[?] you can't take it, rappers fake it til make it
And mirrors of naked, your lady shoes are Rasputin
Of the rhyme evolution and all the issues you
And we are the
Yo, Busta

[Verse 2: Busta
I'm on, black, you know it's a
And all the shit you taught me you niggas is wack
Fuck that, fuck us, bitch, them niggas is [?]
Show me your ass, stack it up all on a and now ass clap
Don't get your ass clapped to be like the next dude
Go ahead move, try to prove I test tube
A couple of you looking niggas some fufu's
niggas is too cool, you niggas is through
See we live it, homie, look, we clearing the bar out
Toasting, and we drinking 'til we fall out
While I'm with a strong shine, bitch, you know it's Bust'
Let me explain, (no), I'm with the slimes
That's it, fuck the time, we on and on
You rhyme wrong, everything about you dead
Niggas in the front, you got my back
I'mma put the drug back in the like nickle crack

[Verse 3:
One for the beat and two for the
The remains saying, debating position came the greater
For now set the gate up, the live motivator
Couldn't cut it a fader and Grandmaster was your data
the [?] dissing Janet [?] single-handed
The is deep unless every man understand it
You spitting sweet for [?] creams
My mom's got legendary genes brought me greens
You virtual robotic, I got the product
follow like the hobbit cause crowd could never top it
And your trash is not the topic, we you can't rock it
Well, shit the topic is that of you niggas can stop it
Indeed, we do it, you know we went through it
Here's a [?] to it if you listen to the music
If you listen to the then you should've get it better
It's the Abstract and the Dragon and we doing together

[Verse 3: Busta
Do it together, do it
Bust grand, imperial rhymes, billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line
For what it's worth, did it all, did it
Niggas mad, sick with thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it
Pick the land, pick the
The fuck is up? We this work
I still be on my bullshit eating niggas' food,
I'm in the [?]
Bet want that shit, better forfeit
And forklift niggas like I'm them off cliffs
It's all horseshit, niggas like worships
Want the [?], well, I allow any forces
Raw spit, you out here like they important
You off niggas, get to expecting your quick
this, identify the God as your lordship
For how you funny be looking you an ostrich
niggas head, your looks very assaulted
The is whatever the niggas want, it's the boss, kid