Luyện nghe bài hát Noorotic

Y'all motherfuckers buckle y'all motherfuckin
If you need to get high 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 type of difficulty
Don't panic take one more hit off the mask
Calmly put your hands between your
And kiss your ass goodbye!!

When I send my vapors off like Halls
I'm swift like a motherfuckin for Christmas
My verbs and shatter walls of underground
Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with
The ninety-four era I terror, whatEVER
Rainin on you 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 Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex
blow tape decks when I'm more than latex
Felt like menopause, I niggaz act like beatches
Woo! I just don't give a
Yo yo that nigga Red be -- with they ass full of stitches
I bite your nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
I'm droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red
Travel around my curse
Droppin the slang, bust your brains with the real shit
Come hit my blunt so I can make feel it
Abuse niggaz so call Dyfus
I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I kill Cyrus
I get as ill as chief of on narcotic
Noorotic, my style rocks the project
Give me a time and I'll free your mind and your
funky emotions, to blow your veins up funk overdosing
Not with guns funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen
Now who's that nigga that got your 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 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 I was molesterin
New Jersey's what I represent

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

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

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