Luyện nghe bài hát Now Whut's Up

Yo, now when you hear the name Keith Murray, don't think
nonsense, me and Meth put that to silence
I'm a product of the streets, of the breaks and beats
Lyrically headstrong and be beat

Triple minded, combineded underground pirate
Microphone tyrant, always comin'
And Topsy turvy, lyrical derby
Come, Filthy McNasty, pretty gritty

Lyrical sayin' MC slayin', 'Hip Hop
Unquotable, sociable thirty-eight caliber swayin'
Open your mind to visualize I'm sayin'
The products of the streets don't be

It's a bloody ambush like a douche in ya tush
I push, push up in ya bush
Superstar status, off beats, the baddest
Style's the baddest, bring extra clips to stop the

Yo, we in the
(Now up?)
DJ, pick up the
(Now up?)
Gyrate, feel the
(Now up?)
the deal, huh?
(Now up?)

we ain't playin' fair no more, there's somethin' new in store
A Hot Boy but not the 504
New to rock the mic
Lyrical sharp like Wesley and N'Bushe Wright

Soundbombin' be a catastrophe
NASA blast off, Flex blast off me
E-vincible, rap round your ventricle
So let's be

E temperamental, quick to you
Wyclef 'November' you
wish they can do what I can do
If you could switch brains, you would, wouldn't

My style is Mike, Vince,
Jordan, Carter, Julius,
at will, I'm trickery, Lou ain't stickin' me
A curve ball, ain't hittin' me

Yo, we in the
(Now up?)
DJ, pick up the
(Now up?)
Gyrate, feel the
(Now up?)
Yo, what the deal,
(Now up?)

Yo, rapid destroy ya boys and unemploy some
Put the on your kid like Castor Troy's son
Darts'll damage ya dogs the U-Haul in my truck
The camera installed, hand upon my

Call the morgue, I'm killin' 'em, even is not feelin' 'em
When I drill 'em with of ten Eminems
You feminine, don't even my name
I stay locked walkin' with a ball and chain

Put the mac you tongue at, I done that
These young cats'll get and sent where Big Pun at
so much, the doc asked where my lung at
I took it out to my gun, son run that

Pop mega shit, I pop mega
Fuck a system, I keep the heat where your sit
Then I the controller 'til the game say, "Over"
In the Bricks, we'll stick ya ya plane lays over

Yo, we in the
(Now up?)
DJ, up the pace
(Now up?)
Gyrate, feel the
(Now up?)
the deal, huh?
(Now up?)

Yo, y'all know me, and addicts add it, at it
Venomous snake biter, I the, at it
I'm a little odder at it
In the Ac' with the aircraft and then inactive

My alter-ego make alter their egos
I flow and turn the coast to one big creep show
South premisy, pistol bangers
Pistol changin', pistol

I metal like Lithuanians
Two thousand nail me Sy Scott rap's new
It's humane, ya mayn
'Til no skeletal remains remain remain main

To bitten man made disease made by man
the DNA code to see how God made man
I the mainland, scare MC's like slave hands
Put microchips in wristbands and make 'em rain dance

Lay hands like Mike
Puttin' ya face and in Ace bands
to lift more than ya waistband

I travel every sea, sea and land to finally see
When niggaz land in the era wherever, forever no error
Easily cut niggaz careers like ever
Ever and ever, don't you ever
Fuck Sy, Khi and Erick when we come together, what?