Luyện nghe bài hát Extra Abstract Skillz

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We bout to em out
We bout to em out
A lot of niggaz in this rap world, come out, and out
Me, I the bassline and drum out
Plus write scriptures, bust bright pictures
When Mad Skillz, Reef Daddy? plus Tip
just stepped the lab, to keep the Extra Skillz Ab
You either true fat or cut the
On the microphone hot it's Skillz before
A wack rhymin, kills a raw beat
And I got both, bout to cook up a of bread
on motherfuckin head!
[Mad
Yeah, here comes that kid Mad rippin styles with perfections
Makin uncomfortable like they had yeast infections
I'm prone to rip microphones, keep rap
Step on niggaz domes, leavin with Down's Syndrome
I'm Skillz, ending out the Abstract
Grinding on nouns, hittin from the back
It's like that, that's the only way be
So if it said nigga, it got to be by me
I represent V-A well, peace to the Dwell
Washing-tons of rappers up, like my name was Denzel
Who wanna come test and to come near
I shaked your puny record sales and end your
Lookie here, no need to get fly and
In ninety-five, I'm on sucka MC die shit
To chest and watch the mic get ripped
Mad Skillz, Extra P, and my brother
[The
Huhuhuhuhuhuh *shuddering sound* the Doc Bruce Banner
Hit you with a ray is similar to Gamma
Do you in miracles, ?
like I in myself, but I don't believe in you
you need to do is get faith
Take spiritual, out your body, put it in a higher place
Cause I'ma bring out, the Ghost in niggaz
in my church, and I be hostin niggaz, uh
Submergin bodies in water, you know you
all the glitter and flash, and get raw ass
I've been by the feeling, to keep the hip-hop
raw hoppin and the wack rappers
Chorus: Mad
Who got the shit make your wigs go back?
Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ that be Extra
Who's packin shit to make wigs go back?
Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ that be Abstract
Whose got the shit that make your wig go
Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ be Extra Abstract
Who got the shit that your wig go back?
Yeah, WE GOT THE SKILLZ..
Skillz]
Yo, check the status, I madness like Sutter Kane
Body-snatchin MC's and pullin out the frame
You know my name, invincible Mad Skillz
Intoxicatin rappers like million Advils
You black, bring your lyrics, fuck a gat
Don't play, every nigga in V-A got my back
I come strapped with lyrics and hooks
You ain't gettin shit, Virginia'll send demo tape back
waste your time tryin to sound like me
Nigga treat me like a lifeguard and just drown for me
I take you back like the Ebony
in the three twenty-five, with your wife freestylin
Uh, that
Mad Skillz, Abstract
Keepin it on the set
Yeah, catchin
Yeah we bout to blast off
Mad bout to blast off
Tribe Called Quest bout to off
Large bout to blast off
All around just off
coast, we bout to blast it off
Down gotta blast it off
Uptown you blast it off uh
V-A you gotta it off