Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

not needed to waste one
'Cause trouble don't feed the bass
Some so feeble, so play the
A humdrum liver in

Bet your last buck, you don't laugh to
Your horse came last behind the
so strong, you thought wrong a fallacy
The groove will whip and cause it has to be

In there, like Belvedere in his
On the new year, my dear, so it clear
I'm ask do you wanna live small?
Static? Nah troop, at all

Why in the middle of a ruckus?
sip slowly on Snapple in hand
Not hands of mine holdin' clippers
and clip your flat top to ceasar

Ease ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my voice like I my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is support
And toward a crumb ain't my sport

Swing to this, Serch swings to
Much as you noticed, they wear hats
Boots and loops produced by Paul
ya skull, no static at all

Static in but it don't cling
To a fat rope dope link or an earring
now gropin' for
But the is used to get skins

the cream but it seems you still rise
For some who more, now life life size
All are in my swingdom
Groups and troops get friends and bring them

In goes so pop 'til the mornin'
to the young, pop still snorin'
Wake up you and heed the call
Aiyyo, no at all

I on kicks, my DJ tricks
The a.k.a name Richie Rich
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the had East bridge
on 1210's flippin' the beats

Some nuts, Daddy Rich bust cuts
transform over rhythms on dust
I rush rhythm, hold like Mingus
I swing joint, no static to sting this

A brew, who [Incomprehensible] gyro
Scabs can't craft what only the fly
Got skins all in on
hooks grab on to what's gleamin'

I'm vexed in my rhymin' texts
up shop to chop off the head, next
I put off punks junk so sporadic
Stashed like old drawers in my attic

Or drawers on my legs, figures what I
Snack on Jolly or Orange Pez
Yep, this ain't no call
So peace, yo

No at all