Luyện nghe bài hát Nutsymptom

The cold funk has you sunk the mids pump
Blessed are those who when we turn up
now we corrupt
Cons the shades we don in the neon
We're gonna feed on the mics and through a pipe
I cool capability to toast and ill
Yo my daddy told me,"Hey son you act chill"
Alien rough, my galaxy is

Here comes the bang of a hip hop thing that we bring and
Men from Mars ain't ever hang
With dope Buddha's come to the stage we are
Space assassin', naked live and slackin'
a day on the way enter on S A
Amplified form, world far away
I got the pang of a gang and I from the Southside
Here's the thing that I bring and I to come live

the masses, passes upon their fuckin' asses
And if you see, get glasses
That is a shot out to the of Curt Grubb
The is no scrub
I said,"The man is the kind the one that I call Brine Shrimp"
We never ever do skimp, I on stage in a huff
Like magic dragon I puff on the stuff of a Humbolt
I'm stoned, watch out!

Smoke the weed that come from California
No, I do no Cocaine that from Columbia
That the thing that mash up your
Mess up your body and up your culture
Take a tip the the flipped script of Daddy Freddy
I give complete props to the one that steady
the Devil, and goes on and on and on
And turn out the shit like the one that's called
Shop Press, yes it's on, what's up?
Peanut, change it up, up on your mind?
out!