Luyện nghe bài hát Knownots

This goes out to everybody in the wide world
Fresh coast gettin
We dont out west we signifyin
We out

And we about to yall, what its all about
So as I ease back from this
Im a let it go to
Little like this

it out, people, whoever you are
Whoever you with, where you at
ever you from, where ever you goin'
Im gon put you up on here 'cause youse not knowin'

Let me a little time out to holler at ya
You go get your partners 'cause Im fit to drop a bug in ear
See what we have is, uh, ruh, yeah
The helluva ill type shit you

Thats we knowin' but you dont really know
'Cause every nigga that hisself rappin' dont really flow
Really though, Ill up my mind and take you places you cant go
I woulda a catcher behind the plate but you cant throw

'Cause you know but you dont hear me though
Yo, this out
My body in the raps
And snaps like a wild mongoose in a

watch your table manners, boy and give me room
Im servin shit, tune
And like a ticklish baboon
On the way to the with a stick and a broom

And the of the crop, hip hop, 'cause we be
the whip on the poppin
Be pimpin the whole block at the junk shop
Fellowship shop [unverified]

Sloppin the side of a pig pen with the ape baboon
Wanna see this, Jack o lantern
ball that dont bounce
Against the wall you think

Well, thanks but no thanks, pranks or no
Im a let em know cant rank, bank or no bank
I would if I could but I so I aint gon stop flowin
But Ill put you up on here 'cause yous not knowin

Damn, Acey, flay me, he kinda hittin I bullshittin
Written into the fellowship, you know
Meanwhile, back at the hall of
Abstract, bust this, this aint for suckers

Immediately exceeding the of normality
By and automatically startin off rapidly
Rap with me, come on, a little, work a little
In the nuclei, we are responding

Stimuli dim the lights, I gotta grab you
'Cause you just not about flowin I can climax to
You rap too short, too long, too slow, too
You lacks on point, you wrong, you wont

Im up on a good foot, out on a bad note
Im dope, ice, fresh, automatic, oh, yes
Creatively about how Im fadin you vocally
Your mouths not openin, man, you just not knowin,

These niggas got me fucked up, aw, what up, Rude?
Rap dude, nobody fade the fresh coast
You them heavyweights, you know, what Im sayin
That K, you know, what Im sayin

dolla holla comin with that
Watts up, you know, Im sayin
Its like I aint even tryin to why people comin at me
With nonsense, they aint knowin

See, I engineered it, I it, I steered it
I took it to the whole and everybody cheered it
I hauled it, I, yes, it and they feared it
I called it, I it and they cleared it

Now I am I and it is it and thats
But aint that a It aint shit
Think, it aint all that, that say
and a day, to live and die in L.A., California, U.S.A.

But I am a universal
Ok, walkin through the
to find my way
Bumped into my man, Ganja K

I a nigga a pound and he lit up a J
I a hit and a half and got high and a hey
My coconut was mellow but my vision was
on the dance floor and I seen my DJ

Cool hands, [unverified] grand, he knows what to
So we headed for the to get the party on the way
Walkin the crowd, I heard somebody say, hey
It was Mikah 9, he what up, double a?

Tryin to my pay, tryin not to stray
But you my forte, I let a sleepin dog lay
We on that old link
In the baboon and the common man

They dont though
They aint even to know
this out

I and I with old sentiments
tenements, house reverberates
Ricochets to small
Even all spineless jellyfish
Rhyme-less bass no taste jazz

Enthusiastic, hemophiliacs
Memorabilia or [unverified] senseless [unverified]
Miniature expenditures, tingling adventures
architechtures of a [unverified]

That blockade and dental caps and dentures
Hey, lets start a new business
No, youre not dreaming, Ill be the
The millimeter by millimeter, doberman mix

Where Rotweiller a rhyme of
Graffiti traffic,
Ethnic cleansing, benzing,
Oscars, inch by inch Deans and Costners

Who my rhythmic memories
Collectible of my Mossberg and telebeam
Scope with enemas
Im leaving them helpless and hopeless the
Running victim that in the scary cinema

Huh, huh, it was three black guys
And they like had skills, yeah,
They were like kinda, kinda and fresh and stuff
Yeah, nigga, you not knowin