Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

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

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

some fools like to about their babes, their dates
but all i need is my mates, single is one of my
i wont sit and wait, ill sedate my 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 the haters, im on a different dimension
its my intention to be wrenchin the attention you to me
to the top, king of the seven seas

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

game. you have it or you 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 come from the nest of the best, the side of the west
if i get stressed or messed by pests who wanna
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 hunches that rappers a criminal
but your damn wron, i like to keep my profile
if your really put that spotlight on me
do it on the stage and not on the streets

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

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
came 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 faced against my committee

(you better get a ready RIGHT NOW)

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

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

i quietly paid my dues while my peers on booze
i had to choose between that and on mountain 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 with of buyers,
its already been established that my is on fire
lets go rap on a telephone wire
i continue to fly higher and defy the liars,

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

give me a beat, a seat, feel 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 i triple-dog dare 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

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