Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I you heard of me
You probably know some bitch who wanna murder me
Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the microphone
Look, I crash ya, ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're to take a fall
Niggaz talk killin and never get to it
the yappin, be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the
better get up off that bullshit quick
Caught up in the limelight gettin way too
See em at the shows bout to rock shit off
Gettin they peeps fucked up cause block is soft
As for terror, I the best of MC's
Look, little Mally G off these indo trees
About to murder label's but mercy us
Def Squad prophesize like the Perseus
degrees to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off just one rhyme
One rhyme... one rhyme... one rhyme
I don't give a fuck I kill em with one rhyme
Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you wish that you could get with
Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's
My time to shine and I'm still dues
And be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
I only tell you nothin but the it's
up in the struggle tryin to get this fuckin meal, why?
Niggaz act shifty so I a long
three tri three chrome, it's the same ol
I the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up do you know who I
The M-A-Double, you trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then shot it hot up in your dome
with the chrome piece that I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a to your back

Who the fuck I be I, you see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand
I'm time, giving MC's Knots Landing
Duck, to fuckin Merkatroid
I drop noise employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks
with a nine pull line keep mines up my sleeve until
you start to quiver, metabolism rivers
I rock so broads I leave your entourage tender
Like mix liquor
I serve you the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for quarters
raw water turn to grandaughters
Ah ha ha ha ha! I trouble where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in bubble bear, coat
cause gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions,
Shuttin national state buildings with high ceilings
Doc to the spot freeze
Creepin on MC's Vietnamese in army fatigues
Def Squad
Hit yo' ass up from the when you enter

Hey yo once a crack head, always a tack
You have no craftibility all that shit you is dead
As sex drugs and violence, balance the of reality
don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get ass iced deliciously
Niggaz ain't to me (word up)
You stupid always got somethin smart to say
And probably can't spell TWA
My crew is like police pull up and park (ERRRRR)
Jump out and get it on right then and (whassup whassup??)
Niggaz is and ways and actions show it
Most of niggaz dead, and don't even know it
And Def Squad L.O.D. for life (word up, fuck your life)
Act trife I'll let my dog fuck your wife

Aiyyo, you heard the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad
up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell
First up to the ring Rampage the Boy Scout
Lord Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta

Two one two, I'm living as a rugged MC
I step up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches be me
I'm spontaneous, I'm brothers out the frame
Because I'm
I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so they me on my mobile
I'm great distance AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting a bee
Yo I Them All like my man Mally G
a nigga ass for free
And makin he see visions of me
Rampage the of the town
The stalker of New that fucks up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough like a pack of Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the Future Flavors
My I freak seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Leap
I'm hittin brothers it hurt, lyrical expert
who got no publishing they need to get jerked (no doubt)
a hundred percent, I gets down I invent
Rap be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to make a
That shit is wack, fade and never come back

For now and forever, it's the, that men do
Mental, my inner Winter
Frosted crews inventor, inventor
Invader, evacuate I collapse your
Straights and minds
splits two times, for intruders, for these losers
My maneuvers, drop like
Illegal, maybe Lethal, like
blessings, with three Weapons
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin the
For you mindless, I smack spineless
Or lay back like recliners, as inject
As flesh, moves, in vaginas, oooh, oooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors, like New City's finest
lineups, on LSD fine fust, in your
Crush like chinas, opiuMC
My dust, rhymers I hijack like airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm
Papers stay viscous religious cults
that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My niggaz, we're like Afghanistan guerillas

If you want more information look and read
While I sit back and I roll fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like cruise control
my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Mental slave grip on your like white people
My music dominate the population like black people
Utilize my to execersize my inner thoughts
I capitalize on my and various styles of all sorts
Hold down the forts smokin drinkin mad
For sports talk to chickenheads in lik shorts
Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this
Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic
Here we go again, another phenomenon I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch
We represent the unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a wanna get down
Till they come like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol tobacco and is how we movin
Raw rapid fire flows while the music you niggaz groovin
I don't know who the fuck you really think you
You're so far from up to par and your shit improvin
From conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy
Exotic blastin off to the Land of the Lost
If you can't see
I recommend some for the blind by Helen Keller
Big ups to Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Murray sunny days and bad weathers
But still we the world like National Lampoon
It's Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode COMPLETELY getting inside ass
Def Squad,