Luyện nghe bài hát One By One (Revamped) *

I
I shapeshift to a
Light up
Ignite the mic and up

Your butter shit get up
Your mic is on
Needs to be up
your rap belt up

Blaze the tron, Eon the
I'm on par with rap
dictators
Dick and I'm playin' Space Invaders

so close, made you liable
Turn your Rap Bible to the false
I been doom to the groom
Snatchin' up the

I'll hoch paragraphs, in ebola
Fuck you up like Pop Rocks and
to be cute like Mun Chi Chi

Really catch a nut munchin' on deez
Hundreds please, don't make a peep
In 2G only our word that we keep

You in the wrong
You in the wrong
You the wrong someone
Smut Peddlers, false get done
One by one, by one by one

You in the place
You in the time
You with the someone
Smut Peddlers, false poets get
Every morning, evening

You in the wrong
the stupid look on your face
Get done, Dunn Warrick, but never even saw it
Yo show em how you go
Inject the raw shit, MC's forfeit

I was in this life form wit basic essentials
Like screamin' over other rhymes like they instrumentals
Sacrifice mics, in front of my
You shit insides out and go barefoot wallowing

Swallowing, woodern crosses, I'm
Fourth the pale horses, lynches, dental flosses
Don't practice witchcraft, I got a craft which
My name stand between lips like clits

Threw you off the 'cuz you thought your ass was fly
I bungeed off the top and stuck needles in your third eye
Wild shit like this comes from boredom in my
My cousin in Serbia there's more dead

And there's even more dead upstate
New York where young girls and dogs procreate
Call local agent up for a fix
If you outta cake, I'll take up playmates

You in the place
You in the time
You with the wrong
Peddlers, false poets get done
One by one, by one by one

You in the wrong
You in the time
You the wrong someone
Peddlers, false poets get done
Every morning, evening

When the of the foodchain steps it up
You might come complete with a lot of
Witness legendary as opposed to clones
They like microscopic of Indiana Jones

[Unverified] lost, Temple of Doom the
Goin' out like the Last Crusade the Source
You know my name like the flame tryin' clone it
What opponents? Those are kids I spit on year
soaking

Think the battle before you start em
You'd be better off a John Rocker jersey up in Harlem
on the Tidybowl man, left his boat
Left him drownin' in the trek that I quote

I turn tranquil land into a savage garden
Eon run through New York like Curtis
The talker, the spittin' litterbug
I'm watchin' you little children like a does

You in the place
You in the wrong
You with the someone
Smut Peddlers, false poets get
One by one, by one by one

You in the wrong
You in the wrong
You the wrong someone
Peddlers, false poets get done
Every morning, every

One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one