Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Flow

My is vivid
I it two-hundred percent
That's a for me
And a for the rent
I whatcha meant, joe, I gotta flow too
they wack every show I go to
I be
I don't be beleavin' be even
Beleave in own shit
Actin' like owwwn, shit
Butcha will
So you better
Or getcha grill, peice, torn by the
You get the
Across jaws
Hear the
Now we lock the doors
trapped in a rap like a def game
A left came, then a right, a fight came,
Then a came, then an eternal night came
Now your in it, in less than a
Don't ever try to battle cause your never win it
You better know limit boy
You know your limit.
(chourous: (jeru the damaja) got a, freaky,
freaky flow. (brother j.) it's freaky deaky
It's deaky. 2x

2:

I'm
Not fronichole, but lyrically
I'm in the flesh, yo, ain't it
I got that special ed
Slap dead shit
Now dis
Now say dis (your the greatist)
I got enough to into the ladies
I rub her with a
But I'm raw
Protect your and double check your jaw
I'm gettin' bummy
A'yo I'm still money
Yo, ain't it
How you take the ghetto out the ed-o
Maybe I'm just

Why I think, I kill my shrink
I see, pink hearts, yellow moons, stars, and green clovers,
And red blood all over, a leprechan
With a time bomb to it's arm
In saigon on a farm
I gotta calm,
And hit the wright
Or fight
Maybe a premenission, or intuition
Or some kind of
But way, I'm on a lyrical mission.

2x

3:

I think it's I break the laws of language
a sandwich
I eat the beat
On whole
Cause good for your teeth
Imagine a vaginal nigga like you on the
on the concrete
up
Gettin' up
So when we meet up, give seat up
And
The honorable ed is
Stop biting, writing, stop hidin
I hate fish motherfuckers, but I writting
And snappa, blue
I go to one fish two
Or lobster
No I'm not a mobster, but
If I was white I might say: on, dude
But I'm the original
the new york talk
So peep, because the skills go deep
So look, and about it, before you leap.

2x