Luyện nghe bài hát Ear Drums Pop(Remix)

Affiliation like, Peoples

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

Planet Asia, a damn thing changed
Changed, changed,

The methods of torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, worldwide
So gimmie mines and your death wish
at the throat like floatin' with your neck slit
Be gone, I'm way
My mind shines than your necklace
I just violate the until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, kill the track, annihilate the

Trigger-happy, anxious to earn to stripe like it was put on
means death, burn the mic, now meet your escort
If the rusted, hot sauce for all you block busters
Duck it, you're with the spot rushers
Bustin' with brand new artillery

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

Iriscience,
MC
Rakaa you rhyme fair

Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the
We hit it like Brad Pitt did it to Fight
I love it and live it, if you it, then come and get it
I'm like Show and AG or Alomar, how I it
the highly-developed, well-equipped, intelligent
You're a target if soft, pastel or delicate
I'm 'cause everything goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world traveler

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

Man,
From L.A. and it's

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

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

Everlastin' fresh
Whitey Ford brings the mic control

I read the New Testament and it up for Lent
All the places I went to pay my rent
Used to keep me on a ritual daily
Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like
I'll buck a three-eighty on that act Shady
I'm like Grady, check my Sanford, Son

You know, you ain't the one that rep 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 blouse
Lift up skirt and expose your panties
For the world to see, you rep it like me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist,
Scandalous, masacous, never battalist
You must be or just plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I from
like that

Crescent Heights, get the right
You my mothafuckin' name

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

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

76 born lyricist
Evidence got another sound

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

Speak to myself but once I say
No mistakes allowed, sketch my 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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