Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Be Scared

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

be scared, pick up the mic (8x)

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

be scared, pick up the mic (8x)

verse3:I got the pickup truck ready, for satan the devil
Yeah, bugged crazy off another,
I boogie woogie on down and mad wreck
Load the calico check, come in high
Mc's jump up quick, you get your ass
Mad sick, used to hang with manson
Cut up any foot, if i saw it dancin
I smeggle em, briggle briggle break em
Catch em with the hefty bag, walk and take em
Mc's look in the mirror, see nightmare
The bugged kid, bald head, fuck it i care
I get atomic, pull your rectum out
Change your brainframe, pull your spectrum out
I get retarded and raw razor ruddock
You don't try the x, aww, fukkit
Let me, show you, my style, this
Fuck that, na na na nah, not this
Yes yo, who dat? yo wait, yo i'm down
Hee hee hee hee! and battle me clown
Juggle three balls, my balls, good
You bet i have your girl all up on me, sister write me a
Mc's know they all deaf, they on the back
I straight 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 mace in your
I'm tradin places with the to knock, your ass unconcious
I'm monstrous, i ? and i romp, i stomp, cause i want this
Not so kid yo, i did a mad bid
You last kid yo, i whup your ass
Then vacate the premises, ?? of the
??? motherfucker can you step to
Can you handle the vandal the man on the
Through the scandal snuff ass like a candle
Well my rate, the high rate, the fly rate
Since i rate, i rate, cause i make, you gyrate
To the raw rappin cause it's all that it's all
It's raw jack, and time - to go to war jack
So waste my time
Let the bassline kick yo' ass with the line
A checka wreck a record,
I guarantee to rock shock shock the with most respect

be scared, pick up the mic (8x)