Luyện nghe bài hát Next Up

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

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

[ Prodigal ]
P you from the metronome
Catch you in your home alone
Blowin wit the chrome,
Im blowin to the
My title be known, cannibal, dynamical
Sparked and hydroed my team of psychos
it higher than the Eifel Towers
Seconds led the hour, wein the power
Spittin bibles, the sunshower, the out on the scene
They we forget the dream
My aura sheens like morphine in your
saying can you and your crew, oooh stand the rain
Many men possess the gin in the of sin
Deeper than, chosen others frozen
the explosion, my opposition
Protect my team of demolitions, full
em drinkin Benjin
Like some chicken heads on the
Bite the trey pound for foes that get down
Me and my sharpen the sound
Infiltrate the town town

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

[ Razah ]
If I could chew glass to this, master shit check it
Hell Razah from the dead black Lazaris
Hittin ass to this on King Sols
Bust your gat to this, make you hold it accurate
John the this dip you wit the fish
Aladdin out the lamp grant you on your wish
Trapped in the studio and told the truth
You better try a video or get the boot
BK to Beirut we shuttin down groups
Gatherin the loot while you mackin in a chicken
Duck goose tie him in a noose
Whats the use of havin troops if you dont put them to use?
Yall rappers couldnt blow if a windy produce
And sung a kiddie and wore a Power Ranger suit
Salute the first fruit, King birth root
Play the earths flute before I execute
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[ Man ]
Yo I thats me
[ Razah ]
Aiyyo lock it down like LAPD

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