Luyện nghe bài hát Noorotic

Y'all buckle y'all motherfuckin seatbelts
If you to get high there's a mask and shit in the overhead compartment
I can't tell y'all what the like 'cause my radio's fucked up
And if we should experience any of motor difficulty
Don't take one more hit off the oxygen mask
Calmly put your hands between legs
And kiss black ass goodbye!!

When I send my vapors off Halls menthalyptus
I'm swift a motherfuckin gift for Christmas
My verbs and nouns walls of underground
Let me be I like crackin brews with bitches
The era I cause terror, whatEVER
on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas
My guns cruise, tennis shoes, what's
I got clapped on, now I'm the one the clappin
I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like make Memorex
blow tape decks when I'm strapped than latex
Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like
Woo! I don't give a FUCK
Yo yo that nigga Red be -- with they ass full of stitches
I bite your whole nipple off, like sickle-cell anemia
I'm droppin 98.7 degrees to Red Alert
Travel around my curse
the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit
Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all it
Abuse niggaz verbally so Dyfus
I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I didn't kill
I get as ill as of police on narcotic
Noorotic, my style rocks the project
Give me a time and free your mind and lick your
funky emotions, to your veins up with funk overdosing
Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van
Now who's that nigga that got crew bellin?
I'm in the world, Jacob's Ladder

I'm seein a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like got asthma
They attackin me, they they rhymes down actually
But no question my funk segment leave the whole atmosphere
They got factories little dolls named after me
pressed-in, I take advantage of niggaz like I was
Newark New Jersey's what I

My brain be and I phoned home to ET's home
Whattup to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a with
and to hook me up with stash spots to put my in
So the fuck I got clapped on for my truck
Fat to be passed through and Diamond District
Then I laughed cause fuck the I just wanted my tape bag
Fantastic fabulous my shit is fat
The bomb Elway throw bombs on John Madden
that, let's get to the point, my shit's the joint, I roast
Motherfuckers from the East coast to the coast to your breakfast
voltage, I got for days by the buckets
PPP packs a bunch of wild

Hold hold hold, wait wait
Let me school this
Yo bitch my shit is tight, can any MC do
*sounds of
And come on the mic?

I think not, my make pen leave nuff ink spots
Sayin I'm this and that when y'all punks don't even know me
On blocks your punk ass still bustin off slingshots
Talkin shit about me when I'm by slowly
Now just for that I let your girl suck my dick the back
and let your moms give me on my crack
Cause I'm nasty that