Luyện nghe bài hát Ear Drums Pop(Remix)

Affiliation like, Peoples

Watch your ear pop, pop, pop
your ear drums pop, pop
Got rap shit locked

Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing
Changed, changed,

The methods of torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, respected
So gimmie mines and meet death wish
Dead at the throat like floatin' with your slit
Be gone, I'm way
My mind shines harder than your
I violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, kill the track, the sequel

Trigger-happy, anxious to earn to like it was just put on
Initiation death, burn the mic, now meet your escort
If the shot's rusted, hot sauce for all you block
it, you're fuckin' with the spot rushers
Bustin' brand new artillery cocked

Straight out the metal shop to you up close
Dead on the spot, goes your manhood
Mad Max, Terror Dome for canned goods
Blaze you with the heat, destroy my conscience the backward
Easin' up ain't in the plans, I leave MCs with no
I'll conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans labeled it

Iriscience,
MC
you don't rhyme fair

Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the
We hit it like Brad did it to Fight Club
I love it and live it, if you want it, then and get it
I'm Show and AG or Alomar, how I spit it
It's the highly-developed, well-equipped,
You're a target if you're soft, or delicate
I'm bold 'cause everything at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world class

Spell-the-name-right.com, check the
Like they could the date on a dime from satellites
I move Coltrane, pushin' the blue tray
Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like
With Planet Asia, and Everlast
Phil Tha Ag and Ev the weather fast
Joey Chavez and a butcher named Dilated
Now that shit back to the lab

Man,
From L.A. and it's

They wanna who step up and I'll dump
Invade and the rage of a twelve gauge pump
Yo chump, I'm not that guy, my Defari
I roll with the fo' sho' logo, the eye
Dilated, rotated, Golden Stated
So many dream of the sound me and Ev created
Everybody wanna be rhymin' two left feet
That's a cripple man in lane five at the track meet

You on a star but you lookin' at the sun
I be the one who takes it so serious, it's more fun
Pro with a bottle of Crown and quart of Guiness
The ink fill up the paper in a matter of
Whether from Brooklyn or Venice, I with mental fitness
Takin' out you and you don't know how I did this
So quit it, quit the nonsense, you harmless
Leave the hip hop alone and get your fix from a

Everlastin' [Incomprehensible]
Whitey Ford brings the mic control

I the New Testament and gave it up for Lent
All the places I just to pay my rent
Used to keep me bent on a ritual
Cock my hammer, a Comet like Haley
I'll a three-eighty on ones that act Shady
I'm original Grady, check my Sanford, Son

You know, you ain't the one rep pecker wood status
I'll bust that ass, your eyes on the floor
you comin' here for, son, you know the law
Let's take it back to the house, slide off your
Lift up skirt and expose your panties
For the to see, you can't rep it like me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist,
Scandalous, masacous, never battalist
You must be crazy or plain dumb
You might a beat down, now where I come from
It's that

Heights, get the name right
You my mothafuckin' name

Yo, yo, Phil Tha Agony, a superhero miracles
Analyze like Robert DeNiro with your air-tight vacuum lungs
Got your ass [Incomprehensible]
gum, bitin' your tongue, bleedin'
What is it that really needin'?
Is it fresh air to breathin', a bank account so of cheese in
Take into consideration with every that you're facin'
the operation

What's the
Who the label work, who does the paper work?
the president behind the desk, reclinin' the best
Too many fake artists, ignoramusses
Gettin' famous-es, to steal my whole name in this
That's why move is documented
It's the unprecedented rhymes I invented
R-rated, Phil Tha and Dilated
Crescent Heights, we're stealin' height, violated

76 born bomb
got another sound mission

Yo y'all, my is timeless
A clock with no hands, a with no sand
My life span's been written anyone cloths or ribbon
I've their path but what I've said just passed
The lab cat's back, that's why I feel like I've chose
To rise to occasions with hits Pete Rose

Speak to but once I say when
No allowed, sketch my letters in pen
Permanent ink, unleaded gas tank ready to
Open all flows in perfect border in
Total chaos, confusion
You just the playoffs, yo, my team's not losin'

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