Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh

"Get off the mic and get off the coke!"
"On the of three"
"1...2..."
"one for the cuervo, two for line"
"Get off the mic and get off the coke!"
"Get off the coke!"

[Chorus:
We came here to slit throat
You came here to sniff some
Kid don't fall all the rest
Cuts through and cuts through flesh

When started to scream
I I might, geez, singin
"Everything good ain't as as it seems"
Get like flesh, you got kitten's pride
I'll make a mess on your set and dress
Handle my business, or your princess
I was younger, was no different
It's all effort, the sweat
Screamin at the earth, cause she don't me yet
HAS to give a fuck, I know better
MAN, I'm just a on luck
stuck in the same mind state I grew up
Still paranoid, still waitin to duck,
not to get caught in the plague
Got a lot to say before your ass walks away
Load up one verse, let it
Like a gunburst and your head sun burnt

[I Devine]
Can I... run up in settlement
Should I... wash like the government
The flow is dangerous as children
Runnin the in a project buildin'
So desensitized, got no
to the world, 6'4, with the 5 foot ceilings
The math is inaccurate, broken dialect, ambassadors
Henesey to the lips and the blunt of this
call, great food, seutures, we feelin it
I be porno whipped, house looking ownership
we know he just a worker
Makin fifty somethin, barely controlling shit
Keep frontin, hurt ya
Now your face scraped by asphalt
Off a somersault, wound
in a bag of salt

sample]

Surprise y'all, to bed
My nut look like wet Wonderbread
White and thick, I don't ever my lip
Give a if you like my shit
The box is of foxes
Standin topless, the splotches
kid, want to sniff some coke?
Rhymesayers Entertainment, we the dope
dick's short and funny like Piscopo
Give it up, man, how you gonna stick the
Pay me anyway, and you can have tramp
I can get another any day
gonna ban my shit like Joe Camel
Come off like a sandal, the flow ammo
it, get a pack of Whitecastle Cheesesticks
And the remix

Rock]
Smart for the whips, fiddle parchment
March for the clique, Jughead like a mineark on the power cables
through the ?? My slang letter dopeman pretty
No pony rides, no basket of kittens
No fun bags to reep for Christening
Little rainbows, Pegasus and Wizards
me shoving caine in the gash in your throat with the premise
Middle of New York with a full of action
Cash with the kids toke crack with magnums
Def Jukie, jet black, black lungs, black
Both crushin with a musket pressed to the musk of the
And I'm a must of the shit
YOU GET
You don't the meaning of dope anyhow
You probably I'm a joke by now
But we got more clay and more coke y'all

[Chorus - 2X]

[scratch

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"Oh my God"
"God, God"
"God Damn!"
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"Pray to God that you be like us" - [Grandmaster Flash]
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"Oh my"
"Lord!"
"CUT!" - [James
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"GOD GOD GOD"
"Oh Lord"
"Dear God" - [Snoop
"and it"
"God Damn!"
"Good Lord"