Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

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

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

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

i support wangster prevention, send fakes to detention
dont even the haters, im on a different dimension
its my intention to be wrenchin the from you to me
ascension to the top, king of the seven

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

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

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

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

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

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

(you better get a ready RIGHT NOW)

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

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

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

i aspire to retire with millions of buyers,
its already established that my flow is on fire
lets go rap battle on a wire
i will continue to fly and defy the liars,

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

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

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

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