Luyện nghe bài hát Noorotic

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

When I my vapors off like Halls menthalyptus
I'm swift a motherfuckin gift for Christmas
My verbs and nouns shatter walls of
Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews bitches
The ninety-four era I cause terror,
on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas
My guns cruise, tennis shoes, happenin
I got clapped on, now I'm the one doin the
I'm Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex
blow tape decks when I'm more strapped latex
Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act beatches
Woo! I just don't a FUCK
Yo yo nigga Red be frontin -- with they ass full of stitches
I bite your whole off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
I'm droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red
Travel around my universe
Droppin the slang, I'll bust your with the real shit
hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it
Abuse niggaz verbally so Dyfus
I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I kill Cyrus
I get as ill as chief of police on
Noorotic, my style format the project
Give me a time and I'll free your mind and lick
funky emotions, to blow your veins up with overdosing
Not with guns with funk when I rock like Van Halen
Now who's that nigga that got crew bellin?
I'm in the world, Jacob's Ladder

I'm a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma
They attackin me, they slowin they rhymes down
But it's no question my segment leave the whole atmosphere
They got factories with little dolls named me
pressed-in, I take of niggaz like I was molesterin
Newark New what I represent

My brain be zoned and I phoned home to ET's
to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with
and to me up with stash spots to put my chrome in
So what the fuck I got clapped on for my
Fat to be through Bedrock and Diamond District
Then I laughed cause fuck the I just wanted my tape bag
Fantastic fabulous my shit is fat
The bomb like throw bombs on John Madden
Fuck that, let's get to the point, my shit's the joint, I
Motherfuckers the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast
voltage, I got funk for days by the
PPP packs a of wild motherfuckers

Hold hold hold, wait wait
Let me this bitch
Yo bitch my is tight, can any MC do this
of sex*
And back on the mic?

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