Luyện nghe bài hát Collaboration of Mics

And ya stop! (3X)
"This ain't a blast from the past, a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon
And ya stop!
"This ain't a blast the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon
And ya stop!

[El Da
Yo, the mission itchin for niggaz to mention
These rhymes don't attention incidental composition
But I kick that, pro rap, boogie for the rookies
Who can't adapt fully, basically that be bull, see

Jamar]
Ya see this track be me like gravitation
Collaboration with the Artifacts, bustin on this Lord creation
Causin heart attacks and
Amalgamation steel, we calibratin mics to keep it real

One]
I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, my interest
is in, testin men like lab specimens
My regiment of elemental babble
MC's rattled, I'm breakin my words up like Scrabble

[Lord
Not the type to try to diss, lyrically, clearly, the cleverest
Don't front, we blow spot like the terrorist
We do our thing and strong like Mt. Everest
The 'Facts, Lord Jamar, bringin terror kids

"This ain't a blast from the past, a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon
"Ya best to get your groove on, or get on" - Fat Joe
And ya stop!
(repeat all 4X)

[Tame
The new procedure is to keep a straight face like Lisa
when we beat you with the
We break and decipher the rap codes in any zip code
Now us flip the mode like our shit went gold
Bar stars get scarred and left salty
by the terror with more L's than Laverne loose in
son like McCully, caulkin stalkin and walkin
I express best when smokin sess a good Walkman

[Lord
I'm breakin rappers into pieces, the Black
Attack your system diseases lyrics for the ninety-six releases
Find me in the mix, where the is
Puffin L's in threes, to make G's kid
degrees, livin lovely with my universal family
Rollin in the MPV, beats on the MPC
and add, triple cipher
Niggaz be crippled without some weed and a

"This ain't a blast the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon
"Ya best to get your on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
And ya stop!
(repeat 2X)

Finesse]
Uhh, it
It's the grand hitter, that's stands bigger in your
historical like your late great ancestor
Ain't no hurtin me, certainly,
This verse'll be, the shit out since Mercury
it, I deserve respect child because I project styles
More mysterious than the X
I can and expand on it
Some got on It', fuck it, I got a hundred grand on it

[El Da
Really y'all niggaz feel me when we step on the
Lyrics on cock, stroke and pop, crews that's hopin
the punishment ceases MC with masterpieces
Out to so learn, and check this fat thesis
X's and O's diagrams shit to
Cram expertise the bro, nigga from the so
As we to shine, brothers get the dick
spit for crews who can't fuck with it

"This ain't a from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon
"Ya to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
And ya stop!
(repeat 4X)

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