Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the other terrain, we strictly for the cream
Here to your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you of me
You probably know some bitch who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for
For me the master
Look, I ya, bash ya skull
Fucky Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
talk about killin and never get to it
Fuck the yappin, be to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and West side
But you ain't in it it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off that quick
up in the limelight gettin way too slick
See em at the shows to rock they shit off
Gettin they peeps fucked up cause they is soft
As for terror, I sever the of MC's
Look, little G trippin off these indo trees
About to murder jerkin but mercy us
Def niggaz prophesize like the Perseus
Droppin to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off just one rhyme
One rhyme... one rhyme... just one
I don't give a I kill em with just one rhyme
Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's
My time to shine and I'm still payin
And I'ma be famous on rap or the news, motherfucker
I only you nothin but the real it's
tight up in the struggle tryin to get this fuckin meal,
act shifty so I shift a long
three tri three chrome, it's the same ol
I seen the shades and the from afar Pah
But up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome piece I pack
fuck around 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 Grand
I'm time, giving MC's Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin
I drop noise that the unbelievable
Recline like hairline, crime speaks fine
with a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve
you start to quiver, metabolism rivers
I so many broads I leave your entourage tender
Like mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for quarters
raw water turn sons to
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring trouble where, you
So I double to bust you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause in Tokyo
dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national buildings with high ceilings
Doc to the spot freeze
Creepin on MC's like in army fatigues
Def representer
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom you enter

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

Aiyyo, you heard the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard
First up to the Rampage the Last 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 be eyein me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin out the frame
Because I'm
I'm well known Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble
get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, like a bee
Yo I Fades All like my man Mally G
Whip a ass for free
And makin sure he see of me
Rampage the talk of the
The of New York that fucks up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin like a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future
My I freak seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum
I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical
who got no publishing they need to get jerked (no doubt)
a hundred percent, I gets down I invent
Rap artists be dying to a extent
Sometimes they use the underground to a comeback
That is wack, fade away and never come back

For now and forever, it's the, evil men do
Mental, my center Winter
Frosted crews inventor, inventor
Invader, I collapse your major
and lose minds
You're two times, for intruders, for these losers
My maneuvers, drop like
Illegal, maybe Lethal, Gibson's
Splittin blessings, three 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, in vaginas, oooh, oooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors, like New City's finest
lineups, on LSD fust, in your sinus
Crush like chinas, grinders
My dust, rhymers I hijack like airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm
Papers viscous like religious cults
Leaders drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My Flipmode niggaz, like Afghanistan guerillas

If you want more look listen and read
While I sit back and I roll fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like control speed
my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Mental slave grip on your brain white people
My will dominate the population like black people
Utilize my efforts to my inner thoughts
I on my many and various styles of all sorts
Hold the forts smokin drinkin mad quarts
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik
get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress
Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic
we go again, another phenomenon when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Armstrong
We the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a wanna get down
Till they come through like the ATF and shut shit down
Alcohol tobacco and firearms is how we
Raw rapid fire flows while the music you niggaz groovin
I don't know who the fuck you really you foolin
You're so far up to par and your shit needs improvin
From your conversation the way you come 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
Exotic niggaz blastin off to the Land of the
If you see this
I recommend some for the blind by Helen Keller
Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Dwellas
and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad
But still we travel the like National Lampoon
It's Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode COMPLETELY getting that ass
Def Squad,