Luyện nghe bài hát Dresscode

I'm strictly thanos on anus
is not the same as
I'm cosmic
On
call me famous for that
I'm fat the records from 'big cat'
On the boombap,
I stick treesap
Tight, right,
Like c-4
limbs and arms struggle from the bomb
Shit gets
I'm claymore
No to say more
I got the goofy-lookin' when they call
so hardcore
Now industry sells with the weak and
Lyrically, they show their buttcheeks like pornographic
Choreographic whore your ego it
On your first contract, the check and dashed it
You're fake, second-rate skills, no to hide it
Styles that like a bad case of gingivitus
You got the best gimmick, the 'instapumpinflater'
I'm shack-attack reebok, run the on you fakers
that

Dresscode,
Everybody's to hide it from me how to
Dresscode,
I don't dress to but I'm strapped
With ricochet raps, you get bulletproof vest

in the city
Grab a coke and take
Got a of flavor, seldom savored like

Yo hops, pop, you slop in the mccoy zone
This is not the toyz-, the boyz-, but the
So when you're fullgrown, for that accident
My rap penetrates like uvb ozone
Ever since I started, sorta off guard to offguarded
Learned true pioneers seldom get rewarded
I persevere when atmosphere gets
Dig the crates, stealth, with rapwealth,
Release, and get
8 Days a week I peak, beatles on acidtrips
Revolutionary,
Like the '66
Kinda to see them snatchin' titles, call themselves
Grand
Like yack I proud, release my mortal coil
Your middleclass grungetrash, is outdated
Like that bellbotom, jheri curl, to get faded

Dresscode,

If rap was crack, I'd be a
If a style was sex, I'd stay celibate
Should I say on the flock; say, what do I rock ?
No style dressed like sis and get dropped
What I do, what you see, I say, it's what you do
Next day celeb, day look poo-poo
Funky dope maneuvers make a look stupid and silly
egos like the cracks in liberty bell from philly
Scorin' points, the ruler, who has won ?
from houston, like olajuwon took apart robinson
Arsenal of moves to prove it's not the pants that's
Put the belt so tight, choke on rappin'
You more than b-boys at a knocker/footlocker
You be outta-yo-rocka, to catch the bucks and try to duck a
Style that's with a vengeance
willis, I'm the illest, on the cheesy, no resemblance
With

Dresscode,