Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Wizardry

Lyrical dances on MC's like Murray on SC's
Never flaunt, now motherfuckers test me
Burnin' everybody hotter than torches at Jamaican
Far angels, niggas can't see me like Charlie

weak? Hardly!
Don't let the pursue you like Marley
JM clique moves in packs like on Harleys
Niggas get injured, do' in 40 fingers

Got bitches by bike bar Glocks off a' niggas
Klep don't three shits to flip scripts
Miss bullets from clips, leave niggas up skateboards
Wit nuttin' under they hips, bitch, so if you me
Shit messy, bustin' .38 speci outta paper bags like Joe Pesci

Yo, you know the tune make sure bitches eat
When time to shit out them coke balloons
up the ninja when it got shady, now I got grown ladies
Bustin' .380's outta E Class

Hurry the up bitch, get on
you motherfucker let me out this L
There they go there, dot them niggas

MC's get cut glass, cut like glass
Rag tagged and crash, bags, come save dat ass
Who wanna get broke the up? Tell me
Freakin' vocabulary like Chinese and spelling

T-P-E-L-K held to a device-es
The nicest, Jesus
Junior Mafioso, get torn off head to torso
evacuated out windows

From and Coch, P7 inmates
Extra .380 on a string 'round my neck cos feds check the
No time to waste, the loot and escape before next break
Heads are clockin', private are watchin'

caught up in the hustle
Fuck flippin' packages and up, minx and rings I bubble
what I look for in stores on expensive floors
Beeling boots is essence, bookin' Pelle's in my

Armani, Versace, V2
count o' all the little sections me and mans ran through
It ain't hard to discard cans of on guards
Leave them bitch ass niggas like a fuckin' retard

Lyrically I come off like ink
Got styles the wing like spread is booked under my arms
Niggas couldn't see me with closed TV
Tryin' to peep my steez, like DT's I get over like I'm

Hey, not fifteen
I'm fifteen,
What do you think we are, assholes or
Fuck you, soundin' like that from Night Court
Loose my cuffs I'm here

be fake like toupes so I transplant
Implant my fist to their face makin' skin red
waves disrupted, they fucked, kid
Air holes bloody rupted but that nuttin'

The is yet to come
MC's get strung like on drums
They don't be knowin' what I'm knowin', flowin' like I'm
Makin' take nose dives like 747 Boeings

Obnoxious squashes face-to-face
get wet up like Alasha's on Klep's place
Through the hard time sayin' prayers committin'
Sick minds don't care, rockin' parties from front to

Brains engulfed by ferocious
Runnin' up on Big wit Lex wit nappies with chloroforms
Livin' in a world you do what you must
If be robbin' niggas who the fuck can you trust?