Luyện nghe bài hát Da Journee

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Come us, come take the elevator
Shift six billion beneath
Where the Def dwells
Where your dreams and imaginations is
Loose in a motherfucker's pockets

This is Dr. Trevis, to you live from WFDS
We're 'From the Side' radio
Niggaz, better get your
it's pitch black

I travel the Ways and the stars of the Gods
Then return six billion beneath to get cigars
My lyrical format sounds off gun claps
Underground, you need flashlights and hard hats
My mind is ten levels than Jacob's Ladder

Batter the paragraph, after gall bladder will shatter
Nymphomaniac on track when I Flex Funkmaster
Flex, you can bet I'm not playing with a deck
I go far beyond acting hard and pullin'
I just wanna die and come back as the Nile on the

Zone until I figured how to wake up in the
And the corners of my be like foamin' when I'm open
Y'all neighborhood roughnecks, I cause a
My silhouette, who pack smacks niggaz just like
Comin' through, comin' through, put your on your handgun

'Cause I'm crazy off that from my man grandson
I shoot to kill, puff blunts in Hooter
I be murderin' from up here to Urbantown
I sweat dark, when I get off my shit
Yo, yo, yo, that's, that's E and

Yo, up? Yo, what's going on?
Yo, chill, chill, chill,