Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Funky dilemmas, destroy MC's by process of
Ghetto breaks your inner mind, body
Got me like Hurachis, funk tracks up the ass
Make peace wit knock-knees, the funk dwella in your
No one's betta, pull more Playboy than Hugh Heffner
I phase you wit my nasal I'm able
To rock two turntables for oh, say like sable

Now who's on the deal make you feel the real
I kill at will wit nine shots in your sill
Or mill, to feel a of wind, I must've been born
Wit ten of my dusted friends, I get up in you like Murray
Make your whole crew shit stew beef in a hurry
Make competition leave early the lala
Blazay Blah come through block and open fire

Redman's in the
Erick in the area
Keith Murray's in the

Is this mic on up?
I swarm like helicopters, after robbers, at fiends dollars
The lyrical Street Fighter call me
Blazin' hot like the bullet from somebody shot

Where a drum there's a beat
And where there's guns there's the
This option allows me to make my opponents wit
From here to overseas, clowns in my mix and know the flava
It's the same reason why I threw away my

Magnificent, rappers death certificates
Wit fly flows by the lows
Y'all come out the hype description of
One time Billboard winner, six time Gold record

No one invited me so I crashed and brung the
And broke it out a rash
Who do I be? The E, the D O U B the L to the E
Get your leafs and fire it up
Get ZigZags and fire it up
MC's you betta stand clear, Def is a world premier

Word is I collect your con getcha gone like a moron
I break your little itty bitty down to ions
My rap has many, many mixtures of murderous poetry
And deadly lectures and fixtures, matter my rap
Sounds be on timin', meaning your brain can't be defined
In the I be using when I be rhymin'

Now you can change your whole back and forth
And bring the roughest and I bet you blood he'd cough
My rap is like my lifestyle, rougher than turbulence
since I commenced to subject you to my bullshit

I compress your chest and open-heart surgery
And God I outrageous people [Incomprehensible] the L O D
I love beatin' you in the head with
Make you wanna run off and go get a
Way nicer than the intended
The nicest rapper that ever came out you could remember
Def