Luyện nghe bài hát Food For Mic Skills

Travis known to spit lyrical backflips on tracks with skate kicks
Osiris had the flyest but I'm all Axion, Verbal bigspin
I Crooked grind your for not listenin',
I'm regular, you stuck in fakie position
The funny thing is I don't skate but I'll deflate whole ego
Manipulate your face and replace it with something than
The product of Sha-nae-nae and Ewing havin' a baby
(Damn Travis you crazy) Nah just a little
I got the in confusion, for the simple fact my vocabulary lacks the word losin'
Contusions are across the bodies of any challengers
I'll leave my mark then disappear J.D. Salinger,
As emcee's continue scuffin' their knees,
Suckin' the dicks of A&R's just to get platinum chains and cars,
keep on doin' my thing,
Broke as Macy Gray would be with a regular trying to sing,
Who wanna bring it to these Apple affiliates,
Act silly and you'll get split the middle like a Philly gets,
I've had enough of all silent menaces,
I'm for peace but get quickly deceased with violent sentences,
The witnesses will be later notified to come identify the dental records of a kid offended mine,
you ain't a friend of mine so I suggest you call me Mr.
Hot shit burn and blister you boy

We manifest tape decks and prisma colored markers,
Invade your space like feathers down parka's,
We legends in our own times and rhyme is living proof,
We forty's from the fountain of youth,
And when we done we're innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything your mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the
Or the bills, you can't trade food for mic skills,
But if you could I'd be eating lovely, me.

McCoy be like the influenza, flow sick,
These other rappers on some old cold (SHHH),
I'm sicker than that, and plus you suck (YECK) quicker than that,
And H20 we be thicker than that, and if at
Anytime shit gets to hard to handle I'm out raw,
Chainsaw and all Bruce Cambell,
out the darkness with an army of creeps,
Caffeine ain't allowin' to get no sleep,
Cause speak soft, and quick to front hard like Charles Bronson,
out Brooklyn, knowin' that they from Wisconsin,
That's why I'm always concentratin' when I'm cheeba,
We down with New York State and the of Geneva,
G-Town's my residence that's where I my dead presidents,
And in my mind it ain't no time for irrelevance, on now
I you knew better, my rhymes are nines and my mouth's a lyrical berretta
But better...YET...I you Sweat like Keith,
And have your whole crew out like rotten teeth.

We manifest through tape decks and colored markers,
Invade your space like feathers down parka's,
We legends in our own and every rhyme is living proof,
We drinkin' forty's the fountain of youth,
And when we we're pissin' innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything your mouth don't necessarily pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you can't trade for mic skills,
But if you could I'd be eating lovely, me.

Who start it us, rip a part it like us,
who you jump on the stage and get retarded like us?
Who start it us, rip a part it like us,
who you know jump on the and get retarded like us?
Who start it us, rip a part it like us,
who you jump on the stage and get retarded like us?
Who start it like us, rip a it like us,
who you know jump on the stage and get like us?
GCH will it happen regardless of the element,
breakdancing, beats, graffiti shit, to straight rappin',
Who got your hands clappin'?
Zappin' like the third rail, these rappers soundin' sweet over stale ass beats,
Come on get serious, making me furious with these lame clich's and whack hooks
Oh you ain't feelin' me? I'll beat you to death black books,
Now I got your undivided, you got a mic? You better hide it,
I'm creepin' six deep with seven swords of drunk
With eye patches, no teeth and eye lashes,
so they sleep and stay dodgin' car crashes,
smash your pride like a star that just got his fame stolen,
Bash you with a mic so hard leave your name swollen,
Cut to the chase I'll just get to the point first, frankly
You're is worse than Fred Durst's best verse,
AND(AND)IT'S(IT'S)LIKE(LIKE)THAT(THAT)

We manifest through tape decks and prisma markers,
Invade your space like feathers down parka's,
We legends in our own times and every rhyme is proof,
We drinkin' forty's the fountain of youth,
And when we done we're innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything your mouth dispense don't pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you can't food for mic skills,
But if you I'd be eating lovely, believe me.