Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I grab my dick, spit, hit the blinkers,
The Dutch Coronas, irons without permits
Repertoire faced murderer's the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape

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

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

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

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

K I M, K I M

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

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

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

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Heart admiral
Blow your and left shrapnel
Then escaped in the Benz
than an NFL tackle, back to bite the Big Apple

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

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

My Squad's wild like the 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 of the boulder
Lyrical analyst, mental roller flower
Money folder, track blower, MC over
I flow witcha two at a time like

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

I'll you a G a week 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 sculpture create fly rap
Ninety eight Head banger boy, yeah I ya
chaos, helter skelter, run for shelter
Here comes the lyrical melter

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

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