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

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

One]
Don't look now, but my style the pile
Over those who sound foul, cause my tight like White Owl
Don't get it twisted, my rips in your system
Into sections, like when I ran obsessed in session
With an E&J fifth, my Philly's on my knapsack
Battle clan macked out over the SP smack out
My lyrical data makes an locally and vocally
I choke the shit out of any rapper that's too for me
I stay open 24-7 a deli
Wax the top like Kelly, rock my level like I'm Fonzarelli
Sharp like confetti, ready for action, who is
The knotty headed Tame One New jersey journalists
I'm never home but answer pages on a pay
On Central, or bouncers smoking in a rental
I haul ass like Flash, til I pass 'em I slow up
I blow up like chicken pox in spots when notice, I got...

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

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

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

[El Da
Yo check it, I be the Priest monk, kicking shit out your trunk
That you know that, raw set up the tracks
through your section from direction bonafied
To rip live, in '95 to get the prize
And dust the nickle rush and sacking rap quarterbacks
Like Deon, I'm black so who the fuck is that?
6 big foot, and tracks strapped to bomb raps
In time to kick the rhymes, I'm the Don Jack
I come to serve quick, the lyrics I kick
I flip the Sensai type of gimmicks see I rip
With my cool slang, you can't hang, my single Jingle
Like The Legion, this art of green strangle
Get up, f'ed up, style corrupt the terrorizer
Plenty of all get stepped on in '95

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