Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the other terrain, we strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and motherfuckin team
'Mal, the raw dawg, I know 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 master
Look, I crash ya, ya skull
Fucky Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz talk killin and never get to it
Fuck the yappin, be to it, do it
Steady about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off that quick
Caught up in the limelight way too slick
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 best of
Look, little Mally G trippin off these indo
to murder label's jerkin but mercy us
Def Squad niggaz like the Perseus
Droppin degrees to zero with
Kill your whole entourage off just one rhyme
One rhyme... one rhyme... one rhyme
I don't a fuck I kill em with just 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 you nothin but the real 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 ol song
I seen the shades and the from afar Pah
But hold up do you who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want you got it the spot is on
You it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome piece I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your

Who the I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand
I'm prime time, giving MC's Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin
I noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime fine
a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until
you start to quiver, metabolism splits
I rock so many broads I leave entourage tender
Like bartenders mix
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for quarters
raw turn sons to grandaughters
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring where, you sleep
So I double dare to you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause in Tokyo
MC's do your mics up in this rodeo
My star em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state with high ceilings
Funk Doc to the freeze
Creepin on MC's like in army fatigues
Def Squad
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you

Hey yo once a crack head, a tack head
You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is
As sex drugs and violence, balance the scales of
Y'all don't want no parts of Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass deliciously
Niggaz shit to me (word up)
You niggaz 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 y'all niggaz dead, and 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 wife

Aiyyo, you just heard the of Mally G
Redman, Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard
First up to the ring Rampage the Boy Scout
Lord Have Mercy For, and the
Rhymes

Two one two, I'm living life as a MC
When I up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
and bitches be eyein me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin brothers out the
I'm dangerous
I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my
I'm great like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting a bee
Yo I Them All like my man Mally G
Whip a nigga ass for
And makin sure he see of me
Rampage the of the town
The stalker of New that fucks up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marl who's the real Future Flavors
My technique I freak seven days a
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum
I'm hittin brothers it hurt, lyrical expert
Those who got no publishing they need to get (no doubt)
a percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap artists be dying to a certain
Sometimes they use the underground to a comeback
That shit is wack, away and never come back

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

If you want more information listen and read
I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like cruise speed
my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Mental grip on your brain like white people
My music will dominate the like black people
Utilize my efforts to execersize my inner
I capitalize on my many and various of all sorts
Hold the forts smokin drinkin mad quarts
For talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts
Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this
Bounce to art galleries and exotic portraits
Here we go again, another phenomenon I get on
Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch Armstrong
We the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get
Till they come through like the ATF and shut shit down
tobacco and firearms is how we movin
Raw rapid flows while the music 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 conversation the way you across your shit is off
my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross
Exotic blastin off to the Land of the Lost
If you see this
I recommend school for the blind by Helen Keller
Big ups to Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad
But still we the world like National Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six SO TUNED!!!

Flipmode COMPLETELY inside that ass
Def Squad,