Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Be Scared

verse1:Check it out, one
My tricky style is so cocky i knock you out like i'm rocky
And i'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the point
A licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are potion
I think he burn ?, to put your mind in slow motion
Simply, it's done, like a bungee
You lick it or roll it a spark with the fellas
Let's quinton, they call him the chief
Plus i'm votin destruction, on suckers nerds
Take style toss it up, then add effects like a reverb
Take it and match it, the flow is exceptional
The congress, the house and congressional
Professional, it geronimo
Frequencies on the mickie, your girl give a hickie
Now you're the I'll way, diluted with ?
The horsemen style is to flow so
run like a faucet, like ??
Costello so mellow, like a pen with
Shicky a hamlet, tricky bowl thicky jell-o
Hell-o,

be scared, pick up the mic (8x)

verse2:My flow is wicked, rough and rugged like wilson
Stick it, the funky can flow, cause i can dig it
it check it as i wreck it, niggaz never respect it
I was always neglected, intellect be so
A shooter, blowin niggaz up out the frame
You can't maintain, my domain, too
I have terrifical styles
styles, wire be bitin bark, chewin for miles
I'm like the great, i'm too magnificent
Incredible stuff, to all crackheads bug
Now brothaz is rough, shootin up town, blowin up your city
As i stalk walk hawk, shit ain't pretty
Really, silly, step off

Chorus:Don't be scared, up the mic (8x)

verse3:I got the pickup truck ready, lookin for satan the
Yeah, crazy off another, level
I boogie woogie on and catch mad wreck
Load the check, come in high tech
Mc's jump up quick, you get ass kicked
Mad sick, used to hang with charles
Cut up any foot, if i saw it dancin
I smeggle em, briggle briggle break em
em with the hefty bag, walk away and take em
Mc's look in the mirror, see nightmare
The bugged kid, bald head, fuck it i care
I get frantic atomic, pull your out
Change brainframe, butt pull your spectrum out
I get and raw like razor ruddock
You don't try the x, aww, fukkit
Let me, show you, my style, style
that, na na na nah, not this style
Yes yo, who yo wait, yo i'm comin down
Hee hee hee hee! come and me clown
Juggle balls, my balls, feel good
You bet i have your girl all up on me, sister write me a
Mc's know they all deaf, on the back burner
I step to your crew like mad truck turner
The crazy man with in the projects
up punk, remember x x x

Chorus:Don't be scared, up the mic (8x)

it
It's my time with the rhyme, for the minor harder
Pull a burner your but at the line
Racist, faces, spaces, braces,
I'm sprayin in your face
I'm tradin places with the to knock, your ass unconcious
I'm monstrous, i ? and i romp, cause i stomp, i want this
Not so kid yo, i did a mad bid
You won't last kid yo, i your ass
Then the premises, ?? of the genesis
??? motherfucker can you to this
Can you handle the the man on the force
Through the scandal snuff your ass a candle
Well it's my rate, the high rate, the fly
Since i rate, i rate, cause i make, you gyrate
To the raw rappin cause it's all that all that
It's raw jack, and it's - to go to war jack
So don't waste my
Let the kick yo' ass with the chorus line
A checka a record, check-o-wreck
I guarantee to rock shock the place with most respect

Chorus:Don't be scared, up the mic (8x)