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 then i'll bet you the world, plus 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 sticky spark with the
Let's contact quinton, call him the chief
Plus i'm votin destruction, on they're nerds
Take their 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 way, diluted with ?
The horsemen is to flow so rapid
Ricky run a faucet, like ??
so mellow, like a pen with othello
Shicky shapin a hamlet, tricky thicky jell-o
Hell-o,

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

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

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

verse3:I got the pickup truck ready, for satan the devil
Yeah, crazy off another, level
I boogie on down and catch mad wreck
Load the check, come in high tech
Mc's jump up quick, you get your ass
Mad sick, to hang with charles manson
Cut up any foot, if i saw it dancin
I smeggle smack em, 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 don't
I get frantic atomic, pull rectum out
Change your brainframe, pull your spectrum out
I get retarded and raw like ruddock
You don't try the x, aww, fukkit
Let me, show you, my style, this
that, na na na nah, not this style
Yes yo, who yo wait, yo i'm comin down
Hee hee hee hee! come and battle me
three balls, my balls, feel good
You bet i have your girl all up on me, sister me a letter
know they all deaf, they on the back burner
I step straight to your like mad truck turner
The crazy man grenades in the projects
up punk, remember x x x

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

it
It's my with the rhyme, for the minor comin 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, i stomp, cause i want this
Not so kid yo, i did a mad bid
You won't kid yo, i whup your ass
Then vacate the premises, ?? of the
??? motherfucker can you step to
Can you handle the the man on the force
Through the scandal your ass like a candle
Well it's my rate, the rate, the fly rate
Since i rate, cause i rate, cause i make, you
To the raw rappin cause it's all it's all that
It's raw jack, and it's time - to go to war
So don't waste my
Let the bassline kick yo' ass the chorus line
A checka a record, check-o-wreck
I guarantee to rock shock shock the place with most

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