Luyện nghe bài hát Offspring

Aiyyo, what up, El-P? Yo, what up,
Nuthin' man, I was on the bus the day, man
Tryin' to to my Walkman, this motherfucker all in my face
Tryin' to at me and shit
I'm like, "Man, dude you a offspring"

I'm very interplanetary and vary with experiments
Gregarious with verbals for your
What El-P me to use, the beat diffuse
You lose and get like a mood

I'm revoltin', leave you moltin'
No thing to my compadres
We'll take it to
It's beautiful, the flawless
You all wet, soggy, groggy you saw me

But I never tire, whenever I my thrust
Females blush, I bring the California rush
flow sucks, your stamina can't endure
I manicure your lavender landed words

You haven't heard? Cannabis
Add a to my manuscripts
I'll you sent to the showers
Me and is superpowers like the U.S. and U.S.S.R.
Blow you the Deathstar

Leave your chest like Sagat
My proliferates, hits you like barbiturates
In a of fate and splits your face
It's the great DelTron-Z, sound
Run to mommy, I'm airin' out dirty laundry

I'm shootin', executin', you're aiming from mainstream
Your brain tingles, your lame jingles
Bingo, I flows that attack like wild dingoes
Can't be pigeonholed, goes, gringo

Here we go, up jumps the outcast, the connection
My overconfident acquaintances pull numbers
To the anti-potions and fear that I sick in
And rise out of my shell to teach sick or bedridden
'Til fear livin'

Blockin' the cocks bust shots, spittin' smitten bitches
'Til the day of the locust, cutlery cuts
DMX 16 cross with a strange lust
Dr. Strangelove, in the back of the train, fameless shame

Shared with acne pick pit
Tried to capture the moment of subtle
Destro magnet spit, action fit into
Slipped in the waterway speaker cabinets
b-boy axiom stabbin' shit

Intellectual women find that my style relaxes them
And wonder if I fuck to the rhyme style pattern
It's autobahn pipe bomb fragment
Shatter to break new jacks at after for actin' actual

Factor X into your formula for thoughts
With a wingspan that bulge from the back of the text radical
time tracks flatten your flattery
The tradition excuse by biters, ambiguously homo

Knotted and colored underwear
wrapped around the brittle legs of things without weapons
I'm grief diseased
Swim in a sea of and malt liquor, feed on Excedrin
Radiate tenements, emcees bleed estrogen

Watch insanity increase, it up piece by piece
Never weak in the least, think you see a priest
Mortality, don't battle me, it's
We the raw breed, all of y'all is just the

Yo Del, kick that again

your tom-tom club
You to holler at me at my show, lookin' like you on drugs
You love the Del, I'll you, bumpin' Juvenile
Thinkin' you in style, packin' you movin' now

I move top speed, scot free cock-D
Knock-kneed that scorches you like Lockheed
Dr. Decibel, my is questionable
But as far as this goes, I'm wreckin' skulls

check your pulse, we visionaries with this
Scarin' the shit outta record labels next to
Right beside homicide, bona fide
Militant diligence like I'm buildin'

Peel your cap reveal your lack of
Track your pager plus celly
Piss on Pele Pele, catch you comin' out of belly
out daily, tell me, what was your rationale?
Think of matchin' I disconnect your Pactell

My mobile code words, showboat no hope
For any rhyme you kick or any you load up
Leave you catatonic off a bag of chronic, scan with anthems
Stomp your little cadence out at

Ran-random,
El and known to go off on a tantrum
Now you

For the backpackers, for the computer
For the misplaced famous, for all the video
For the deranged krylon makers
For the ungry hungry ass verbal rapists
New York to the Bay shit
Go off, go off