Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
The Dutch Coronas, tokin' irons permits
Repertoire long murderer's the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape

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

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

The art the craft, will split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a Genuine Draft
you push 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 louder than when I pour
And when me and my crew walk we on all fours
Atomic dogs, packed in a black

K I M, K I M

John Blaze, I keep y'all niggaz rockin' for
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 look in my eyes you think I'm
A year's span turned nuttin' into somethin'

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

K A, Shawn Mims, I come from a long line of
Who care, blow Lo Luchinis
I transform Spawn, takes no time
For me to get on, to the break of dawn,

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Purple Heart
Blow spot and left shrapnel
Then escaped in the Benz
Harder than an NFL tackle, back to bite the Big

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

Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, with the four
Windex on your glass jaw
Shatter it, with P is hazardous
Iced out Lazarus started and this

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

K I M, K I M

Murray, the holder of the boulder
Lyrical analyst, roller coaster flower
Money folder, track blower, MC over
I flow witcha two at a like Noah

I goes off to the beat, on the edge of
And kick rhymes in my sleep and mortality
Finally, every know Keith
egotistical simple minded niggaz is pitiful and weak

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

Lyrical sculpture fly rap sculpture
Ninety Head banger boy, yeah I told ya
chaos, helter skelter, run for shelter
Here comes the lyrical melter

I be and relaxin', attractin' action
Flippin' more big ol' words Jesse Jackson
My shit knock 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