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 forehead open Rude Boy style
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 turn heads like an when I hit the door.
I put Gowen in a figure four
in of the liquor store
I can get pimply pillow talk with love songs
Anyway that I can get up in that ass like a
I it on

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

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

(Monoxide Child)
They me M-O-N-O-X-I-D to the E
And it don't matter what you think of me
I'm up in this bitch for
Hanging family
And all I keep is
I somebody brought a bag of weed
I like them flavored blunt
Or a white owl
But here, I'm in a
So pack a bowl for now
still a hatchet bitch
Ain't nothing
But my bitching
If you can't deal with that
(Come and see the red and black)

(Jumpsteady)
As the night folds round
We be without a sound
rydas who are bound
As the steering wheel turns
Our ghost car drifting in and out the lights
Wizards in the back who the craft of street fights
Heads be
As smoke is floating window cracks
A nightmare Cadillac white reflected off our gats
without reason
Or the mercy we once
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
It's the
Microphone and weed
Down with
And my M-O-N-O
Wrap you Cellophane
And I cut the head off the
Unstoppable, got like Violent J
Nobody in the way
You watch what you say
Keep it fat and hard to like Madrox
And bitches quick as Shaggy 2 Dope
Up on the

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
My name is Utsler
It ain't no Joseph fucking
off
Before they your head in a dumpster
I'm down 7 Mile dirty as fuck
I got fucking explosives
And pipe bombs in the
I shot the
And I don't even who that is
I'm tighter a 2 door Escort
with 7 fat kids
So tell your momma to off
And I'm coming to
You've got a hot in the D
I probably had my up in her

(Jamie Madrox)
Ooooh, free is like my word
Right to food
Freaks and on the microphone
Bitch, I the absurd
and cryptic, linguistics of TWIZTID!
2 to the O 4
And I'm still with for the hatchet
In the free
With panty hose on the mic
40 bottles
Killer the light green
Light the up
So we can the cut up
And dub my shit to
if I fuck up
It's the free studio

(Syn)
You've got pussy
(I got dick for that)
Ride us bitch
(And you ain't back
Why don't you just 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
my name is Syn
(and all I do
So you)

FREE
FREE

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