Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

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

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

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

Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of G
Redman, Keith Murray, the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Squad, this is Howard Cossell
First up to the Rampage the Last Boy Scout
Lord Have Mercy For, and the
Busta

Two one two, I'm living life as a MC
When I up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and be eyein me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin brothers out the
I'm dangerous
I'm well known like Keith and my boy Reggie Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so they me on my mobile
I'm great distance like
I stroke like a butterfly, like a bee
Yo I Fades Them All my man Mally G
a nigga ass for free
And sure he see visions of me
Rampage the of the town
The stalker of New York that up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough like a pack of Savers
Ask Marley Marl the real Future Flavors
My technique I seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum
I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, expert
Those who got no publishing they to get jerked (no doubt)
a percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap be dying to a certain extent
they use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack, fade away and never come

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

If you want more information look and read
I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of set like cruise control speed
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny
slave grip on your brain like white people
My music will the population like black people
Utilize my to execersize my inner thoughts
I capitalize on my many and various of all sorts
down the forts smokin drinkin mad quarts
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik
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 when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch
We represent the unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample a nigga wanna get down
Till they come through like the ATF and shut your shit
Alcohol tobacco and firearms is how we
Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you niggaz
I don't know who the fuck you think you foolin
You're so far from up to par and your needs improvin
From conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin my you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I you up your head with the holy cross
niggaz blastin off to the Land of the Lost
If you see this
I recommend some school for the by Helen Keller
Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella
and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny and bad weathers
But still we travel the like National Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the entire ninety-six SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode COMPLETELY inside that ass
Def Squad,