Luyện nghe bài hát Dynamite!

Uh uh, on, S-P in the
Up north the NYC and the out West
And to niggas in Cali and the Down South dynamite
What, yo yo come on dynamite
Uh it out, uh uh
Yo yo yo yo yo it out

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Yo, it out
In in tro tro duc
The sole missin' link, what could MC's who think
It's Black Thought, open your eyes and blink
Yo, to rock this mic is a basic instinct
But yo

Behind thee, the mic
than a step-ion
Mothafuckers sweatin' me, beggin' me to get me on
Macro-cosmic,

Ey yo I'm all the way way, Phil-lay-lay
People to see the way the Illadel play
Yo, look in the mirror, watch yourself say
I'm from S-P, no mortal man can me
Thought, I keep a lin-e in, eschulone-in
Heineken, the rhymin' in, flows remindin' 'em
Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the
Your half-steppin' ass, could never a grasp because

Yo we got a doctrine, in it
Bringin' this apocalypse, nigga you mad
Bitch my raps trick your
Mister superficial, I'm rippin' your heart tissue
This is your official,
I don't the artificial, who fuckin' wit the dark crystal
Yo where are is you? I'm like a smart missile
Aimed and to hit you

Word up, but the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it
It no way to cen-sor it, my style metaphoric
To bricks and ten tons hard to lift
The artist, comin' out the Fifth

We go back like ancients, you ain't shit
Sub-terrainean, never against the
Afro-American slash
In your universe, my star's the most

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Ey yo it's all the way live, 2-1-5
admission is denied so just wait outside
Two extremes collide like Jekyl and
And I provide you wit the swerve you need, but take
You travellin' speed
Iller than adventures you might
O-fficial original breed, the league, yo it's the P-5-D
Style fashionist, other MC's they

Yo the high-opposed, you bout to get shot down
to fly above this Illa-Fifth compound
You've known since the get-go, I rock disco
Ain't badder, but yo you get my gist so
I represent so you squint
As far as how I do it you compen-sate
We causin' nui-sance and get in-decent so save two cents
Don't come in my district, that bullshit

Yo all simplistic, limited click get
lifted, touchin' the Fifth shit
Trenches of the mentally twisted, you
was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit

And I stomp ya, you call me conqueror
Back-slappin' all the niggas slept
that Elo could ever disappear
I'm strippin' vi near
Wit this non ether reefer, quiet premiere

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