Luyện nghe bài hát Free Studio - The Entire Hatchet Family

(Violent J)
You guys
Alright, I'm first with the freestyle up in the studio
Pod, Uhh
I split your whole fucking forehead open Rude Boy
I it raunchy and funky
a dirty laundry pile
I can rhyme, I can rap, I can sing, I can
I can dance, you should see me now, but you can't
I heads like an explosion when I hit the door.
I put Gowen in a figure four
in of the liquor store
I can get pimply like talk with love songs
Anyway I can get up in that ass like a thong
I it on

(Esham)
Bitch, I'm back when you I was gone
I'm shots of syrup straight to the dome
I'm all up in home, you all alone
zone,
ET home
pick up the chrome,
no don't pick up the
she picked up the phone
the of her brains blown
No screams, no
Not a mortician, make sure your head sewn on
Now that dead on gone

(Anybody Killa)
up, pay attention while this shits still in my head
Psychopathic
black and red
Pointing at my enemies
nuts get these
Mark ass bustas acting hard, bitch
Have you heard the sound
Of a meat swinging?
Head in a handbag, hoe singing
Stare up at the hoe
at all the light
That's you run
When you see some killers in

(Monoxide Child)
They call me to the E
And it really don't matter you think of me
I'm up in this bitch for
Hanging with
And all I thinking is
I somebody brought a bag of weed
I like flavored blunt wraps
Or a white owl
But here, I'm in a
So just pack a for now
It's still a hatchet
Ain't nothing
But my bitching
If you just can't with that
(Come and see the red and black)

(Jumpsteady)
As the cold night round
We be without a sound
With rydas who are
As the steering turns around
Our ghost car drifting in and out the lights
Wizards in the back who know the craft of fights
Heads be
As smoke is floating from cracks
A nightmare Cadillac with white reflected off our
Demons reason
Or the we once knew
Revenge is like the joy
visions of de ja vu

(Blaze Ya Homie)
I ain't no and no this ain't Rakim or Eric B
the B-L-A-Z-E
Microphone and fiend
Down Nicotine
And my M-O-N-O
you with Cellophane
And I cut the head off the
Unstoppable, got shine like J
Nobody in the way
You watch what you say
Keep it fat and hard to kidnap Madrox
And bitches quick as Shaggy 2 Dope
Up on the

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
My name is Joey
It ain't no fucking Utssler
off
Before they your head in a dumpster
I'm cruising 7 Mile dirty as fuck
I got some fucking
And bombs in the truck
I shot the
And I even know who that is
I'm tighter then a 2 door
Packed 7 fat kids
So tell your momma to off
And I'm to dinner
You've got a hot in the D
I had my dick up in her

(Jamie Madrox)
Ooooh, free is my favorite word
next to food
Freaks and flowing on the
Bitch, I the absurd
Corrupt and cryptic, of TWIZTID!
2 to the O 4
And I'm still rapping for the hatchet
In the studio
With panty on the mic screen
40 e'rywhere
Killer the light green
Light the up
So we can the cut up
And dub my to cassette
if I fuck up
It's just the studio

(Syn)
got some pussy
(I got some for that)
with us bitch
(And you coming back
Why you just take a look at my hatchet)
come the train, try and catch it
(What, I this planet can't match it)
I your booty and I smack it
Because my is Syn
(and all I do
So you)

FREE
FREE

(Rude Boy)
right it's a fucking free studio
It's the Pod
The studio we own
Psychopathic,
That's right, the Rude Boy right here
Coming to you Southwest
All the way to the side
This is ours
up!