Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

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

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

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

i wangster prevention, send those fakes to detention
dont mention the haters, im on a different dimension
its my intention to be wrenchin the attention you to me
ascension to the top, of the seven seas

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

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 fact that 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 not rest, the industry throws punches in bunches
but ill take it as punch and drink it up with my lunches

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

i adapt to the environment, so while some retirement
ill keep what i do to reach the new days requirements
yourself, put that record back on the shelf
all they talk about is wealth, i to roll 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 is itty-bitty and your roots are kinda shitty
first came diddy, then came fitty, then came the white boy whose witty
i dont the rappers that ignore the nitty-gritty
your like a hopeless kitty faced against my committee

(you better get a shovel RIGHT NOW)

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

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

i paid my dues while my peers sipped on booze
i had to between that and sippin on mountain dews
so i took that green stuff and i ten of em
and at a drunk i was sicker 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 telephone
i will continue to fly higher and the liars,

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

give me a beat, take a seat, the heat and tap your 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 you to bear your teeth
and you get beneath a sheet of disbelief and grief
cuz on the stage im a theif, i dont what heppens, it gets hectic
my opponents feel the pressure, the weak ones dyslexic

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