Luyện nghe bài hát D&D Soundclash

Feel this, feel
Brooklyn's in the
in the house

S-T, supreme teacher, you like a preacher
Seat you down, make you pay close to my ether
My aura illuminates, removin' the who lay awake
to hate but we still elevate

Massagin' the brain, the wisdom contained
Through the of my circumference and how to maintain
Some nights I walk with the understanding, build
Like Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya

Ignite the marijuana, roll a cigar Havana
Tony Santana, in the Coco Cabana
Or in the sauna, after my Calisthenics
Universal metrics, reversin' the hex, the sexist

Accepting my blessings, my lessons
my dog's suggestions
When he me keep my smith and Wesson
For protection, the is watching and they testin'
They know when you're and when you're representin'

not where you be or how you be
Or who you be or you got
Unique sounds, is hot
We comin' through, we tidal waves in this rap
Now how you be, now who you be and you be?

You wanna get the brothers, that's the illest
The microphone have sex with my
Hit shit off, first move is style
No ejaculation, last for a while

Flippin' and and splittin' it, all type positions
Grabbin' and tuggin' and yokin' it, all of missions
Crazy, nah, I'm not type of brother
My verses, when they out in the streets, carry rubbers

I heard you're drippin', rap style got gonorrhea
of nations, look at this, it's here, yo
Seven days the clock ass all in the videos
I know you like it, I do too, the cheese, yo

But this is hip hop, stop it, go a porno
Not player hatin', on the mic I'm player
Nobody seen it, whole change to Zeniths
I bounce styles that's sexual, plus I'm

Thoughts to physical, I keep it spiritual
I got the motts, you the dutch, I got the hydro
I just sit back on tracks and let it

this, feel this
Brooklyn's in the
in the house

I give you agony, agony, agony, you wanna rump me?
Constantly, constantly, rollin' a phonta leaf
You know it's beef when you gettin' stomped losin'
Because you sweet and ain't got no claims to the

You'se the type to get shot and go explain to the
Come to court day, make sure a nigga get locked
But I thought you had big glock that you bust a whole lot
Then why my nigga's sittin' up in that cell block?

I'm ya, ock, the world is a spot for snid-akes
Niggas who hid-ate, do anything to get the
Love to see me and out, blood in my mouth
Steez all sweated out, tied up in my

Can I live and still give, take my on sprees?
Twistin out skeeze out of custom drop-top
You know the pedigrees, always blowin' the dick
When B.G.S. is the squad, the dice on the six

Nuff of dem still in di valley of dry
Dem ah search dem seven seas, dem, ah, throw stick and
M-mh, dey melt like snow cone
Da minute di countdown say dis ah di final

Well, ah said dem ah star, dem love car
Dem at war and a blur, dem nah reach far
But nuff ah dem ah bafoon, dem ah
Cartoon, dem nah put out no tune

A-fi dem, if dem nah listen, so we scorn dem
We gonna far from dem
I know we are kings and we love nice things
But we not sell out fi no diamond

Yo, I got da Lord in ah mi
So any which part mi come, mi ah go
Trust me, we don't nothin
So don't boost up yourself like you are do me somethin'

Mi turn dem off like mi of mi light
Jah di better part of mi life