Luyện nghe bài hát Next Up

[ 60 Assassin ]
I so far
Im chewin lyrics for a Mars bar
New era, bust em like reign
So highly Mecca Nas a died and measured
The inevitable, beyond the ever so, deadly technical
Scribes get in the time before celestial
No or lyric ever hit precise, double sight
Take light, through the crypts at
Spark pathetic brains and
Seven heaven verses the wonder, lyrics of thunder
As strikes snakes out from under
Cloudy men drips, sinks of fine mist
Worries startin to give, land for the tales out the
Of the dark, dead senses, gods of heavenly
Count Dracula told me how to the eclipse
I your lip stitched
Cause you couldnt mind business
But when it came to rap,
You vacated the premises
way for a chilla, guerilla, down low killa
Get civil, next up

[ Prodigal ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
P get on the mic for the NYC

[ Prodigal ]
P you from the metronome
Catch you in your groove alone
wit the chrome, nigga
Im to the bone
My title be known, cannibal, dynamical
Sparked and hydroed my team of psychos
it higher than the Eifel Towers
Seconds minutes led the hour, wein the
Spittin bibles, the sunshower, the wise out on the
They think we the dream
My aura like morphine in your veins
Pastors saying can you and crew, oooh stand the rain
Many men possess the gin in the of sin
Deeper than, Sunn others frozen
the explosion, my opposition
Protect my team of demolitions, competition
em drinkin Benjin
Like chicken heads on the ground
Bite the trey pound for foes that wanna get
Me and my clique sharpen the
Infiltrate the town town

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[ Razah ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
Razah get on the mic for the NYC

[ Hell ]
If I could chew glass to this, master shit check it
Hell Razah raise from the dead black
Hittin ass to this on King Sols
Bust gat to this, make sure you hold it accurate
John the this dip you wit the fish
out the genie lamp grant you on your wish
Trapped in the studio booth and told the
You try a video shoot or get the boot
From BK to Beirut we shuttin groups
Gatherin the while you mackin in a chicken coop
duck goose tie him in a noose
Whats the use of havin your if you dont put them to use?
Yall rappers couldnt blow if a windy storm
And sung a kiddie song and wore a Power suit
Salute the first fruit, David birth root
Play the earths flute just I execute
up

[ Man ]
Yo I believe me
[ Hell ]
Aiyyo lock it down like LAPD

[ Man ]
While you proceed to cut the mustard, I cut the
Mr. Freeze givin cold to mcs
The sickest of
Johnny at three hundred and sixty degrees
My PLO is from here to overseas
Guerillas in the mist from the highest trees
Bombin
See me in the global war being all I can be
fatigue, hard headed major league
Got em under your battleship in sinkin
20,000 leagues sea level
the trebel on that thang thang got your shovel
Can you dig it? Keep talkin bout it we live it
All day, every a Billie Holiday
Lady sings the blues get the news by the way
Have you crime pay?
Hit your block like that that burnt Pompei, mega hot
In the melting pot, felt the shot the world
We unstoppable like baby girl
Armed and dangerous treat militia, Ill you famous
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