Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you of me
You probably some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the master
Look, I crash ya, ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to a fall
Niggaz talk about killin and get to it
Fuck the yappin, be to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the
Niggaz better get up off that bullshit
Caught up in the limelight gettin way too
See em at the shows bout to they shit off
Gettin they peeps up cause they block is soft
As for terror, I sever the of MC's
Look, little G trippin off these indo trees
About to murder label's jerkin but us
Def Squad niggaz prophesize like the
Droppin to zero with flatlines
your whole entourage off with 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 that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for your era
My time to shine and I'm payin dues
And be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
I only tell you nothin but the real
tight up in the struggle tryin to get 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 up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in dome
Peace with the chrome piece that I
Remember fuck and catch a Mack 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 Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin
I drop noise that employs the
like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
with a nine pull line blind mines up my sleeve until
you start to quiver, metabolism rivers
I rock so many broads I leave your entourage
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical for four quarters
raw water turn sons to
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring where, you sleep
So I double dare to you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause gunsmoke in
MC's dosey do your up in this rodeo
My star em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings with high
Funk Doc to the spot
Creepin on MC's like in army fatigues
Def Squad
Hit yo' ass up the bottom when you enter

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

Aiyyo, you just 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 Have For, and the In-fer-mous
Rhymes

Two one two, I'm living as a rugged MC
When I step up in jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and be eyein me
I'm spontaneous, I'm brothers out the frame
I'm dangerous
I'm well known Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like
I stroke a butterfly, sting like a bee
Yo I Fades Them All like my man G
Whip a ass for free
And makin sure he see of me
the talk of the town
The stalker of New York that up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marl who's the real Future Flavors
My I freak seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Leap
I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical
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
Sometimes use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack, fade away and never back

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

If you want more look listen and read
While I sit and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like control speed
Satisfy my lyrical semen, my Johnny Apple-seed
slave grip on your brain like white people
My music will dominate the population black people
my efforts to execersize my inner thoughts
I capitalize on my many and styles of all sorts
Hold the forts smokin drinkin mad quarts
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik
Let's get the cream so we can move up in this fortress
Bounce to art galleries and purchase portraits
Here we go again, phenomenon when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch
We represent the ultimate for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga get down
they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol tobacco and is how we movin
Raw rapid fire flows while the keeps you niggaz groovin
I don't know who the you really think you foolin
You're so far from up to par and shit needs improvin
From your the way you come across your shit is off
my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the cross
Exotic niggaz blastin off to the Land of the
If you see this
I recommend some school for the blind by Helen
Big ups to Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
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 for the whole entire ninety-six SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode COMPLETELY getting that ass
Def Squad,