Luyện nghe bài hát Herb is Pumpin

I gets dumb with the momentum of the
And blow MC's to kingdom
The future holds nothing but confrontation

Murray is a lunatic toc
Boom, I fill the room with the rhymes I consume
My is too fly for this world, word 'em up yo
And more famous than the Jheri

My correspond with the funk beat
Like correspond with heat
I'm malicious and vicious, rappers in stitches
Yeah, yeah, when I'm rippin' up twelve inches like

My rap style is a bastard
That thrives off of acid, word 'em up
I rhyme like I'm hungry funk beats
For who shit where they eat

Reach and strategies'll be picked off
puff sweet, I freak the sheek type of speech
The vital, verbal combat I
Wraps rappers' up into a pretzel twist, word 'em up

I'm coastin' with the funk style potion
I leave your notion and bloody in the ocean
I can't be beat, so don't be under assumption
I as long as the herb is pumpin'

"Yo, what of weed is this?"
"It's the bom bom zee, baby"
"Yo, this is way out"
"Yo, let's be here"

Come and a ride on my bad side
You can't fuck with my 'cause it's pasteurized
And I meet my match, I'm tyin' 'em up
In the and stabbin' 'em in the spine for tryin' to play fly

We got to have it like some hungry dirty motherfuckers
Always wild and stupid like truckers
Goin' the grain, barbecuin' niggaz
In the Purple Rain as my wild brain style goin' insane

And I'm wild with the of a harsh word
My of speak is mentally disturbed
I drug the head more than hallucinogenics with rhymes these
On the mic I'm catchy herpes

Covalent with the mic I combine
And gain more strength, a molecule enzymes
E the sticks while I get in the mix
And kick fix after prefix after predicates

I take a down memory lane
And kick some shit, bust your brain
Hit as you should, a common hood
Not Stephanie Mills but I still good
I a Phillie Blunt to go and yo
I flow as long as the is pumpin'