Luyện nghe bài hát Dynamite Soul II (Lip Service Remix)

We got the lip service, we got the breath
Artifacts in the house with the Dynamite (Repeat 2x)

[Tame
Don't look now, but my tops the pile
Over those who sound foul, cause my shit's like White Owl
Don't get it twisted, my rhythm in your system
Into sections, when I ran obsessed in your session
With an E&J fifth, my splitting on my knapsack
Battle clan macked out tracks the SP smack out
My data makes an impact locally and vocally
I choke the out of any rapper that's too slow for me
I stay 24-7 like a deli
Wax the top kick like Kelly, rock my like I'm Fonzarelli
Sharp confetti, ready for action, who is this?
The knotty headed nigga Tame One New journalists
I'm home but answer pages on a pay phone
On Central, or bouncers ounces in a rental
I ass like Flash, til I pass 'em then I slow up
I blow up like chicken pox in when niggas notice, I got...

Lip service and the breath
in effect with the Dynamite Soul (Repeat 2x)

[Mad
Yo, I freak more raps a nigga with 15 record deals
So chill, and the effect when my pad kills
I be Madd Skillz, showing the art of rap
Watch the God attack when I lay tracks with the
Step back well, it ain't to tell
Rappers up, and get cut off like illegal cell
Getting in spots I ain't been yet
Check a picture out of room cause you posing no threats
Yeah, this be microphone wear and
Act you don't know who I am, so you can beware
And get a come past my location
Cause my crew be rolling mad like Hatians
On some no fair shit, singe your nose hair
Nowadays niggas be teasing like fucking clits
We don't play, we the DEA, hops
And I be closing rappers down like Christian Watch crack
he at, what's his name? He won't last, G
Cause rappers that I've cyphered be right past me
Keep walking faker, now I diss you
In the future I tear you up like toilet tissue

Lip service and the breath
Artifacts in the house the Dynamite Soul (Repeat 2x)

[El Da
Yo check it, I be the Buddha monk, kicking shit out your trunk
That you know that, raw set up the tracks
Coming through your section from bonafied
To rip live, in '95 to get the prize
And dust bust the nickle and sacking rap quarterbacks
Like Deon, I'm black so who the fuck is that?
6 foot big foot, and strapped to bomb raps
In time to kick the rhymes, I'm the Don Jack
I come to serve quick, the lyrics I kick
When I the Sensai type of gimmicks see I rip
With my cool slang, you hang, my single Jingle Jangle
Like The Legion, this art of will strangle
Get messed up, f'ed up, style corrupt the
of all niggas get stepped on in '95

Lip service and the control
Artifacts in the house with the Soul (Repeat 2x)