Luyện nghe bài hát Offspring

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

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

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

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

You haven't heard? analyst
Add a twist to my
I'll have you sent to the
Me and El-P is like the U.S. and U.S.S.R.
you like the Deathstar

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

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

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

Blockin' the cocks that bust shots, spittin' bitches
the day of the locust, kitchen cutlery cuts
DMX 16 cross fade with a strange
Dr. Strangelove, born in the back of the train, fameless

with acne pick brain pit
Tried to the moment of subtle death
Destro magnet spit, action fit capsules
Slipped in the dirty waterway speaker
Maximum b-boy axiom shit

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

Factor X into formula for fresh thoughts
a Megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the text radical
Radio time tracks flatten flattery
The tradition excuse used by biters, ambiguously

tights and colored underwear
That's wrapped around the brittle of things without weapons
I'm grief brethren
Swim in a sea of and malt liquor, feed on Excedrin
Radiate through tenements, bleed estrogen

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

Yo Del, kick that shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the backpackers, for the computer
For the famous, for all the video gamers
For the deranged krylon makers
For the ungry ass verbal brain rapists
That New York to the Bay
Go off, go off