Luyện nghe bài hát Guerrilla Monsoon Rap

Guerrilla rap all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat
We through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the crowd like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip of like I was a Vulcan
Ain't a lot of "ifs" an "ands", it's straight talkin
hard to swallow at times, so take portions
Bitin' off more you can chew, create offense
Emcee species endangered dolphins
Rappers is nails into they own coffins (c'mon)
Hear the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah)
Black Thought, quit playin him close and up off him

spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
The real emcee, that favorite rapper used to be
One by one I 'em out like Schoolly D my rhymes is eulogy
A flea move a tree, before ya think ya movin' me
I black and blue emcees - actin new to me, get stupidly
lack skills, like the black community lack unity (uh)
Still my rhymes heard like Ali
Step off the stage to of "Kweli boomayyay!!"

See four emcees came to get down
Rearrange the rap game, change ya whole
Nigga you, got ta, understand the ta
Movin and groovin and always improvin a
I'll outfox the, Porsche ya Boxster talk
Break the on some old Frank Sinatra (New York)
Slash Chi-Town, Philly
Check the blast Genevo, you can get slapped silly

monsoon rap all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the crowd like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, me dap like true dat
We come through and all the shorties "who dat?"
Got the whole like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

my sound drenches, each of the five senses
And hold the shock value of fences
It's truth or consequences, ride wit us or us
Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess,
I'm in it to win it and not for the
Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the
Nan competition, gotta battle myself
And me and Kweli on a mission, Pharoahe for help

From natives in trailor tears to players sippin Belvedere
We always comin' prepared, and all my dogs' smellin' fear
Plus, even my from the Bede say you hella-scared
Truth or consequences, and all be well-aware
Your under-developed there, hell if I care
What hardship you claim to see, but I can by your stare
you fugazi, sayin' ya crew blazin'
Like sayin' Miss is a true Jamaican, we makin'

monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it
When I attack your city, y'all gon' Dr. Doom did it
Spit it white trash in seed-spittin' contests
With a vendetta that sent a letter bomb to Congress
I'm pissed cumulus of ominous
Words of the Thor, the rawness restore ya calmness
Unless, you to be leg and armless
That's parapaleg' for those who in bomb threats

Guerrilla rap all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the crowd like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue
And ya crew, me dap like true dat
We come through and all the like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd "how ya do dat?"
you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, me dap like true dat