Luyện nghe bài hát Offspring

Aiyyo, what up, El-P? Yo, up, Del-phonic?
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, you just a offspring"

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

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

But I never tire, whenever I my thrust
Females blush, I bring the California rush
Your flow sucks, your stamina endure
I manicure your lavender amateur landed

You heard? Cannabis analyst
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.
you like the Deathstar

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

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

Here we go, up the outcast, sever the connection
My mostly acquaintances pull numbers
To the and fear that I drip sick in
And rise out of my shell to sick or bedridden emcees
'Til fear livin'

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

Shared with pick brain pit
Tried to capture the moment of subtle
Destro magnet spit, action fit into
Slipped in the dirty waterway cabinets
Maximum b-boy axiom shit

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

Factor X into your for fresh thoughts
With a Megalon that bulge from the back of the text radical
Radio tracks flatten your flattery
The tradition excuse used by biters, homo

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

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

Yo Del, kick shit again

Tomahawkin' your club
You tried to holler at me at my show, like you on drugs
You love the Del, thug you, bumpin' Juvenile
Thinkin' you in style, like you movin' now

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

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

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

My mobile code words, showboat with no
For any rhyme you or any beat you load up
Leave you off a bag of chronic, scan less with anthems
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 stain makers
For the ungry hungry ass brain rapists
That New to the Bay shit
Go off, go off