Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I grab my dick, spit, hit the blinkers,
The Dutch Coronas, tokin' without permits
Repertoire long faced the shit
Black Bruce mix tape arsonist

Esquire, for hire, with total fire
to any Tom, Dick, Jerry Maguire
You chose the right man to get the executed
I get the situation happenin' you shoot it

director, surprise you like guess what?
The hotter I spit I'm trippin' off smoke
Who up to get dressed up, I don't pop corks
I pop New York a dot till import

The art then the craft, split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a Genuine Draft
While you a S-Class I'm riding on a giraffe
Uptown, naked, smokin' a bag hash, check it

Shut your and lock your doors
Whores scream louder than Berrymore I pour
And when me and my walk we walk on all fours
Atomic dogs, packed in a black

K I M, K I M

John Blaze, I keep y'all rockin' for days
Boriquas, to eses, the ways
My own Mix Tape DJ, I
You don't have a when I'm doin ya who is he I gets busy, word up
Come now player look in my eyes you think I'm
A year's span turned nuttin' into somethin'

And get familiar, your whole entourage don't be
Feelin' ya, behind your they straight killin' ya
(Who am I?)
The Ex Head banger bad
High on Friday with Tucker
I be a Head banger to my last breath
Even Dupri think I'm So So Def

K A, Shawn Mims, I from a long line of Geechies
Who didn't care, blow Lo
I transform Spawn, takes no time
For me to get on, to the of dawn, word

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Purple Heart
Blow your and left shrapnel
Then escaped in the capsule
Harder than an NFL tackle, back to the Big Apple

Southpaw, raw since I was a
I met Jane in the corridor
The mentals, slash entrepreneur
With action than Roger Moore

Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, the four four
Spray on your glass jaw
Shatter it, fuckin' with P is
Iced out Lazarus and manufactured this

My Squad's wild the Manimals on Geographic
you bastards on some crab shit
EPMD's the group the Squadron is the
Transmit, grit, time to shift 'cause I'm

K I M, K I M

Keith Murray, the of the boulder
Lyrical analyst, mental roller flower
folder, track blower, MC over thrower
I flow witcha two at a like Noah

I off to the beat, on the edge of reality
And kick rhymes in my and battle mortality
Finally, every dimension know
Y'all egotistical simple niggaz is pitiful and weak

I'll give you a G a for life, if you can defeat me
I kick at a high rate of mortality
At static, lyrical
Smokin', barkin' a dog, breathin' like an asthmatic

Lyrical create fly rap sculpture
Ninety eight Head banger boy, yeah I ya
Total chaos, helter skelter, run for
Here comes the lyrical brain

I be maxin' and relaxin', attractin'
Flippin' more big ol' than Jesse Jackson
My shit don't it, drive you crazy if you loan it
Man, I feel for my

K I M, K I M
K I M, K I M