Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

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

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

some fools like to spit about their babes, their
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 to detention
dont even mention the haters, im on a different
its my intention to be the attention from 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 your name, ill put it to shame,
and take you and your weak out of the frame

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

i come from the nest of the best, the 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 and drink it up with my lunches

you may have hunches that rappers a criminal
but your damn wron, i like to keep my 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 some reach retirement
ill keep doin i do to reach the new days requirements
help yourself, put that back on the shelf
all they 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 yours is itty-bitty and your roots are kinda shitty
first diddy, then 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 your
and my lyrics run you over a steamrolling train
i spit acid rain, its bound to get in your veins and burn in your whitey-tidey hanes

yo, when you fools skipped i got an education
see, now you a gas station 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 quietly paid my dues while my sipped on booze
i had to choose that and sippin on mountain dews
so i that green stuff and i chugged ten of em
and at a drunk party i was sicker ninety percent of em

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

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

me a beat, take a seat, feel the heat and tap your feet
i farm in the and the mic is my wheat
give me a pen and a and ill cook up a treat
you defeat skewered, the game's new elite

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

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