Luyện nghe bài hát D&D Soundclash

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

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

Massagin' the brain, utilize the wisdom
the knowledge of my circumference and how to maintain
Some I walk with the understanding, build cypher
Charles Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya

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

Accepting my blessings, remembering my
Take my dog's
When he me keep my smith and Wesson
For protection, the streets is watching and testin'
know when you're frontin' and when you're representin'

It's not you be or how you be
Or who you be or you got
sounds, grounds is hot
We comin' through, we tidal in this rap shit
Now how you be, now who you be and you be?

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

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

I heard you're drippin', your rap got gonorrhea
Exploitations of nations, look at this, here, yo
Seven around the clock ass all in the videos
I know you it, I do too, love the cheese, yo

But this is hip hop, stop it, go a porno
Not hatin', on the mic I'm player scrapin'
seen it, whole eons change to Zeniths
I styles that's sexual, plus I'm intellectual

Thoughts transverse to physical, I keep it
I got the motts, you bust the dutch, I got the
I just sit back on and let it flow

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

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

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

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

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

of dem still in di valley of dry bones
Dem ah search dem seas, dem, ah, throw stick and stone
M-mh, dey gonna melt snow cone
Da minute di say dis ah di final showdown

Well, some ah said dem ah star, dem 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 conscious

A-fi dem, if dem nah listen, so we scorn dem
We gonna far from dem
I that 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 part mi come, mi ah go shine
Trust me, we fear nothin
So don't boost up like you are gon' do me somethin'

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