Luyện nghe bài hát Caterpillar Remix

You will not be able to home, brotha
You will not be able to in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to yourself on
and skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be

right here for the number ones
Number ones with your number one
You ain't number one, just one
Now everybody sayin' that they one
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps
Ohh, we in the war, where butterflies dyin' (ahh)

I'm a product of Parker Lewis and
If didn't do this, where in the fuck you be at?
See a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip
You one when it come to slaughtered mics
I'm be number one in my son and daughter life

Uhh, all you niggas my little rapper
my children, y'all bit my shit and contracted rabies
Don't you me next to these rapper, baby, that's degrading
My style got so different facets
I switch into so many different
I'm skippin' to be fascinatin'

My pen is Big Ben, this shit's just a classic waiting
Your favorite rapper come at me, I just him
Out here congratulating these who had their highs
These rappers only won their matches because they
I bring attitude to these patterns, and my battle cry
Ring the alarm, the is firing
Ohh, we in the war, where butterflies dyin' (ahh)

This right here for the ones
Number ones here with number one
You ain't number one, just one
Now everybody sayin' they number one
Here take your one, quit
Number one soul, get your one chip
Number one fly with number one kicks
it's all done then your number gon' switch

Hold up, wait a
Guess what never do
Show so respect to you
I feel like we're friends, so now we no longer competitors
That be the death of you
let someone who's not as smart as you gas you up
And you somethin' you never knew

Always stay
You always gon' make
Don't let people next to you that don't want the for you
It's completely normal to on to a regret or two
I do what I to do, they do what I let them do
Everything niggas be is a fuckin' lie
There is nothing I can say to you is realer
Remember when you the butterfly
Don't you ever disrespect the caterpillar

right here for the number ones
Number ones with your number one
You ain't one, just another one
Now sayin' that they number one
Now you that you number one, quit
Number one soul, get your one chip
Number one fly with number one kicks
When it's all then your number gon' switch

You looking at
The killer, the caterpillar
Don't tell me I'm supposed to rap until
Especially when your favorite rapper even half as ill
A still,
the track's a banana peel, attack at a gorilla

You're havin' a little trouble fathomin' is actually happenin'
Like Anderson Silva back he snapped his shin in half and then
had the shit hangin' by a of skin after
he tried to plant the shit on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm like harlots when they're blinkin' a lot
You copy me, but not
You be butterflies
My offsprings are moths
I see that I'ma squash it and rip the wings of it off
So the alarm,

pull the off of the wall, set the sprinklers off
Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah
'Till the shingles come off the roof shatter the ceiling
Slaughterhouse in the building, middle aloft
Say what I when I rhyme, in ink-pen I talk
And the language I speak is my

and Penguin combined
Spit like it's of the Dot
A thought I'd think I would help you
distinguish bomboclat from the cream of the crop
Wait a

up like a flashcard
Damn dog, is that copyin' or homage?
sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler
My dad is grandfather
I to rehatch on you
Come as black wasp
yellow jacket, you can't swat a
Sasquatch dancing on top of an ant trample it and it
Smash it and on it
Dammit, I stop it

The rap is a and I'm goin' in like a tampon in this bitch
a manslaughter
Stampin' out grasshoppers, you be no Rap Gods
In fact you're exact
You make a wack song, and can't hold a
But even whacks off

You need to come to grips like a hand job
The boom bap is coming back an ax to mumble rap
Lumberjack a hacksaw
one,
but my pencils are number twos that's all I dos with 'em

is my suit and I'm
On the john a prostitute when I'm droppin' a deuce
And I'm producing them lyrical bowel movements
These beats are like my
'cause bars always got my stools in 'em

And I don't Metamucil to loosen them
Bitch, shit is like I pooped Jerusalem
I'm to go spin another cocoon
And I'm cuttin' you from mother's womb then I'm flushin' you.