Luyện nghe bài hát Flexi With da Tech (Nique)

I diss batty like Buju Banton, rippin' wanton destruction
Sag my pants to stop the suction plus it's when I'm fuckin'
Split Dutch faster I puff izz that causes asthma as dust
Some say from NJ, quick to up papes

Beef'll keep it street, niggaz who sleep
Or reap the concrete status kick your ass my apparatus
Those who oppose this, split their shit like
My tabs is rippin' fags and the whole bit

I mics and tape decks, so check it while I wrecks it
Far from keep it real because I'm hungry like the Bundy's
Got rumble than thunder crumple chumps like they was paper
Eight for make G's but One of Tame made these

Conjunction junction what's your function on the
My mass appeal is real I swim beats like Navy Seals
Irregular, my style, suckers competitors who they better?
I knit my skit, like my sweater

Nuts who want to inflict, harm against the
Best to rest their case because I wear medieval
To protect my subjects, my style's quite
Never could you copy my style's quite odd

Select the best concepts, to rhyme text
Plus a dollar bet, niggaz flexi wit da tech

The tech's 'cause he's a technician
One two, whatcha do?
The tech's technique 'cause a technician
One two, gonna do?

The tech's technique 'cause a technician
One two, gonna do?
The tech's 'cause he's a technician
One two, gonna do?

I rip rhyme charts apart, I jump on the gunner
Arrest niggaz like Honda from the under blunder
if I get stiff, I'm bound to catch an L
Nah, never I'm down with Tame, I'm MC El

Lately playin' G demos in my Walkman
I walk and I talk and issues of The Source and
Check out the dreadlocks in Bedrock indo
By the branch like plants and do the cypher

it's back to the set to write raps about my eps
Takin' for the stress as I get flexi wit da tech
I whip the lyrics up batter chatters on the verge
I sink all ships and watch you crabs

In the depths of the boat doper ropes to
All sorts of brothers who my styles I must abort
I do jobs like miles around the of the title
I win it down and pants down 'cause I'm vital

The might you wanna get mad, now freak the plannin'
Plus, I flips it skip the handscans I'm woozy when I'm
Yeah, still high the ill fly, red eye rundown a automatic
Artifact with knaps causin' heart

To critics and honeydips, who on my lyrics
And slept I dropped that do you wanna hear it?
'Cause from sun up to sundown, my eyes are red and
I still smoke a pound if strong hit the town

I'm flexible like every female huxtable was
Impeccable, dispicable, on point like a
Point twice the joint nicest with the mic device
Mighty like Isis, gimme boom I rips a crisis with the
Unless I'm flexi wit da tech

The technique 'cause he's a technician
One two, whatcha do?
The tech's 'cause he's a technician
One two, whatcha do?

The tech's technique 'cause a technician
One two, gonna do?
The tech's 'cause he's a technician
One two, gonna do?

One two, whatcha do?
One two, whatcha do?

Shut up, you're talkin' too loud, talkin' too loud
Peace to the city of Newark
One two, gonna do?
One two, gonna do?