Luyện nghe bài hát Noorotic

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

When I send my off like Halls menthalyptus
I'm like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas
My verbs and shatter walls of underground
Let me be blunt: I like brews with bitches
The ninety-four era I cause terror,
Rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your
My cruise, tennis shoes, what's happenin
I got on, now I'm the one doin the clappin
I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make
blow tape decks when I'm more strapped than
Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like
Woo! I just give a FUCK
Yo yo nigga Red be frontin -- with they ass full of stitches
I bite whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
I'm droppin 98.7 degrees to Red Alert
around my curse universe
Droppin the slang, I'll bust your brains the real shit
hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it
Abuse niggaz so call Dyfus
I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I kill Cyrus
I get as ill as of police on narcotic
Noorotic, my style rocks the project
Give me a and I'll free your mind and lick your
funky emotions, to blow veins up with funk overdosing
Not with with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen
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 actin like they got asthma
They me, they slowin they rhymes down actually
But it's no question my funk segment the whole atmosphere
got factories with little dolls named after me
pressed-in, I take advantage of niggaz like I was
New Jersey's what I represent

My brain be zoned and I phoned to ET's home
to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with
and to hook me up with stash spots to put my in
So what the fuck I got on for my truck
Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond
Then I laughed cause fuck the cash I just my tape bag
Fantastic fabulous my is fat shit
The bomb like throw bombs on John Madden
Fuck that, let's get to the point, my the joint, I roast
Motherfuckers the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast
voltage, I got funk for 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 paper make pen leave nuff ink
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 about me when I'm drivin by slowly
Now just for I let your girl suck my dick from the back
and let moms give me cornrows on my crack
Cause I'm like that