Luyện nghe bài hát Mortal Combat

The kiss of death on a rap
Then you get a quick, so guard it with chapstick
In other words, protect and hold own
It only takes one to get head flown
Fists of fury, suckers get
Cause the got more spice than curry
I am the flavor on paper
And nothing could ya, from catchin' the vapors
that'll sting your face like a quick jab
And I'm rubbin' em in like vicks say I'm
Captivatin, dominatin, innovatin, illustratin,
Motivatin, elevatin, terminatin,
they're worth their weight in
Gold, bold, sold to a bidder
That claim to glitter, you're so bitter kitty litter
As for damage, tell me what another do
Cause I quote I'm r-a-w
So make room, cause fighters are
Try to consume, and your own tune
A grave from a casket, a a tasket
You're out of basket, boy you get your ass kicked
For frontin' like you hard
your arms are too short, to box with god
So don't even touch cause I come with too
and bless any mic that I clutch
And for a to challenge my freestyle
He must be senile, and that's why
Back at the
There goes the asiatic one that's expandin' with a new branch
So many slept on the act
Now wake up sucker this is combat

You say daddy I want none

I seize and freeze MC's with these
Put me to my knees, or at ease, please
I it down, to bring on the next act
Rappers are so full of shit, need ex-lax
So stop griffin, your is driftin'
Prepare yourself I get swift and
Captivate the crowd but you understand
At I gotta say to myself, "god damn!"
As I get hot, and still be warmer
And I don't have beef with no performer
Keep to never bother another
But if a rapper to diss I crush the motherfucker!
mc's that be tryin' to rip
Need to it, and don't even play with
Me when I react a volcano eruptin'
I to you and say, "now what's up?" then
Every be just like surgery
Cuttin' you open so rush to
Or even bow to your and below
Or get played a game of Nintendo
J-o-k-e-s ain't my
I ain't a child that's why I smile
I a line designed to find behind the mind
So the other rappers resign
As I go on, from to morn
to end, from knowledge, to born
Whenever rappers are lookin' for
like a job for king Asiatic
An-y, send-me,
Then again, it might be better to
Just slow down you wanna throwdown
I get busy, get you like a merry-go-round
Feel the wrath of a big daddy rhyme
And competition, prepare for
Be alert for I drop the bomb at
As I you with mortal combat

You say daddy I don't want

I roll so bold with control the whole patrol
Of folders molders black gold
So let it be said, let it be
Cause I ahead, of others who rhymes are old as pro-keds
Tryin to diss the big repetoire

You steady out a antique segment wrote
As I just em like a pregant roach and stomp em
For the forbidden
Your rhymes ain't hittin', boy you won't be
None of, or in front of, every one of
My adversaries, lack, you son of
O-bit-uary column, and read your
If you try to step to the big daddy Kane
So any claimin' or aimin' to be
me? psh, can't be one
I rank supreme and a rapper's dream
To scheme and for my technique but redeem
Cause there's room for one teacher
Wise words from a wise reach ya
I freedom, justice, and equality
Peace to the brothers and that follow me
Plenty minds of the people are ours
Slaves, from death in power
That's the reason I drop this bomb
I say to the nation of Islam

You say daddy I don't want