Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

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

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

director, surprise you like guess what?
The hotter I I'm trippin' off smoke detectors
Who next up to get dressed up, I pop corks
I pop New York with a dot till

The art then the craft, will split you in
I'm a Hurricane you a Miller Draft
you push a S-Class I'm riding on a giraffe
Uptown, naked, a bag with hash, check it

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

K I M, K I M

Blaze, I keep y'all niggaz rockin' for days
Boriquas, to eses, around the
My own Mix DJ, I Flex
You have a clue when I'm doin ya who is he I gets busy, word up
Come now player in my eyes you think I'm bluffin'
A five year's span nuttin' into somethin'

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

K A, Shawn Mims, I come a long line of Geechies
Who didn't care, Lo Luchinis
I transform like Spawn, takes no
For me to get on, to the break of dawn,

K I M, K I M

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

Southpaw, raw I was a Sophomore
Before I met in the corridor
The mentals, rapper entrepreneur
With more action than Roger

your cabbage into coleslaw, with the four four
Spray Windex on glass jaw
it, fuckin' with P is hazardous
Iced out Lazarus started and manufactured

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

K I M, K I M

Keith Murray, the holder of the
Lyrical analyst, mental coaster flower
Money folder, track blower, MC over
I witcha two at a time like Noah

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

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

Lyrical create fly rap sculpture
eight Head banger boy, yeah I told ya
Total chaos, skelter, run for shelter
comes the lyrical brain melter

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

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