Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

i throw down with precision and statistical division
its my mission to kill the emissions let off by your visions
youve found is the sound of the Puget Sound underground
give me three rounds, ill pound you and your crew crew into the

you call "hot shit" ill turn into goo goo
youll be for glue to fix you and your foo crew
need caribou lou to get my ass cuckoo
just inspiration to give your crew a boo-boo

some fools like to spit their babes, their dates
but all i need is my mates, is one of my traits
i wont sit and wait, ill my fate and turn it into great
ill give you the bait, you just take it before its too late

i support wangster prevention, send those fakes to
dont even mention the haters, im on a different
its my intention to be the attention from you to me
ascension to the top, king of the seas

man, talk about how your a veteran in this game
damn right im a rook, but im also lyrically
all i need is your name, ill put it to shame,
and take you and your crew out of the frame

game. you have it or you lack it, its a
and to be exact you just got sack-tapped
and capped, and verbally overlapped
i rapped to extract the fact that your is whacked

i come the nest of the best, the north side of the west
if i get or messed by pests who wanna test
i will not rest, the throws punches in bunches
but ill take it as fruit punch and drink it up my lunches

you may have hunches that this a criminal
but your damn wron, i to keep my profile minimal
if your gonna put that spotlight on me
then do it on the stage and not on the

i adapt to the environment, so while some reach
ill doin what i do to reach the new days requirements
help yourself, put that back on the shelf
all they talk about is wealth, i like to with a little more stealth in my step

but yep yep if you wanna step i aint scared to rep my
cuz compared to my city yours is itty-bitty and roots are kinda shitty
first came diddy, came fitty, then came the white boy whose pretty witty
i dont the rappers that ignore the nitty-gritty
your like a hopeless kitty against my one-man committee

(you get a shovel ready RIGHT NOW)

to pick up the remains when i squeeze brain
and my lyrics run you over a steamrolling train
i spit acid rain, its bound to get in your veins and holes in your whitey-tidey hanes

yo, when you fools skipped i got an education
see, now you work a gas station and im primed to the nation
i rise to the occasion, and with each new creation yet more elation
and complexity to the

i quietly paid my dues while my peers sipped on
i had to choose between that and sippin on dews
so i took that green and i chugged ten of em
and at a drunk i was sicker than ninety percent of em

i dont aspire to retire millions of buyers,
its already been established my flow is on fire
go rap battle on a telephone wire
i will to fly higher and defy the liars,

i need a record label or my face on cable
to my position at the head of the table
the out of the stable, and im here to stay
your hair turns gray and your straight turns gay

give me a beat, a seat, feel the heat and tap your feet
i farm in the underground and the mic is my
give me a pen and a and ill cook up a treat
you cannot skewered, the game's new elite

i bet it scares you when i triple-dog you to bear your teeth
and you get buried beneath a sheet of disbelief and
cuz on the stage im a theif, i dont what heppens, it gets hectic
my opponents feel the pressure, the weak turn dyslexic

hate it or it the undergrounds on top
cuz mainstream seems to flip-flop bullshit and hip-hop
it ever stop? well it doesnt matter, im here
and for opponent MCs, the end is near