Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Spree

A caliber of mc
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel
Of degree soundbwoy murder
Unlike out of l.a. you ever heard of
up, you play with fire, you'll get burned up
Best that my shit sound the best, when it's turned up
Loud, mashin down the block suburban
Eighteen speakers plus kit out
Yo, you think that you fuckin
On the low the other night I caught wack-ass stage show
Oh.. boy, just a bore
But you everybody that you're like busta
And you got "rhymes galore"
Mmm mmm mmm, ain't somethin?
Got the nerve to yourself an mc, man you be frontin
I apologize, oh yeah, and uh
Go back to school, learn some concepts and
Of yourself, get a
Next you on stage, use primatine for some breath control
(ha ha ha) but now don't let be the excuse
You was definitely doper, when no one you

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I'm on a killing spree, murder soundbwoy
Constantly wack mc
I'm on a killing spree, level at maximum
Dem bwoy nah wanna see me

You was stone cold lyin by the full wack writin
If I had gasoline I'd ignite it, with my lighter..
.. boom! you combust, you disgust me
Wacker them flat-ass crackers on three's company
You walk around, mad no one's feelin you
Mad at me, cause all your peoples they my lyrics too
They sing along cause my bumps
On the mix tapes you made, yet and still you try to playa hate
(what? ) you're featherweight, weaker a paper plate
Lyrically, when compared to me, I know style is fake
Fraud, manufactures, cheaper than
Now you're hardcore you used to be a true nerd guy
Make up your guy, now you're the mr. get high guy
If you ever step to me you'll think because you're fuckin fried
In the mix of my verbal assault sticks
You shouldn't cause round for round you can't handle this

Cat was out of pocket, got in his jaw
Fell to the floor, that's all she
But I rhymes, that burn every time
On mad mix I got wreck off the mind
But what's in a rhyme, if it don't tight?
You ask me if a lot of rappers are wack man you right
to say these brothers from l.a.
Will take charge like and shine, in a special way?
I say okay, get paid
Let's put this on putnam and sip bombays with dis lemonade
Use, gatorade to
Electrolytes after I this mic too
Yo what's my name? defari
By the way since you been askin all these
Who the hell are
I your kind before, no lie
A spy, disguised as an ambassador
You can't fool the divine sun
Word to magic - step right up - and see the likwit crew
Hurry hurry, get your tickets, in line
the show it's at the towers on sunset and vine
Me and my niggaz at the bar henny
Got your open all night, as if her name was denny's

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