Luyện nghe bài hát Oral Sex ('99)

"Death on the phono, my skills are
You say 'oh no', you ass homo"
ATCQ (Scenario remix)

Verse One: Ras

I'ma kick it to frankly
so all y'all niggaz can hate me
'cause they know I'm the shit, like Mr. Hankey
reintroducing Ras Kass, the
I'm too deep, you Too
Standin' on two feet, drownin' in two feet,
I defy the feat by on beat, fuck how you feel
I've got an oral fixation with liquid razors
so ill that cut through steel
So if my album sell 3 mil
I'm slashing every with a deal
Every nigga a video look like Seal
'Kiss From a Rose' - Not, more like a peck Jada'
even with a
ranked this nigga 45 in 50 greatest MCs
lookin but I beg to differ, though
body of
my structure based on the table of elements
I'm Cmx4, Nl3, Iv3, Tg2, Rd4, Ms4, Gr1, At5 (????!!!)
I'm with curriculums combinded
a next level with invigorating rhymes
plus thuged out, but revolutionary with minds
spit my with grime
five years of my time
two and five,
I'ma be that nigga beatin' down cops at stop signs
put that in you're dick and smoke it
who the if Ras spoke it, loc'est
The focused wrote the opus, Nature of the Threat
Fost focus the bok'est could get it like
I'm transmitted, bidditch
Yeah, yeah, Evil D make it ill for me, it

"Death on the phono, my skills are
You say 'oh no', you ass homo"

Two: Ras Kass

It's underground b-boy shit
just a beat and a
as simplified as a and a crime
true always get felt
'cause I rarely masturbate dog, but I always be feelin'
I rep' State Warriors, I rep' The Horsemen
get pissy and forced to break the porcelin
God, I'm than Cupid, stupid
Love is Lust, so my glands hollow point endorphins
Bitch nigga, I'm mighty into a larson
forcin' grown men into a forced a-dult
make it
hot to then drop it artic
so MCs shatter like glass next a nigga sparks shit
make sense/cents, if I don't make dollars
ghetto scholar
Y'all grafted like seedless and rottweilers
My hoochie bitches pop that pussy while my pimp niggaz pop collars
and pop stars- these the days of disco
all about me-me-me-me-me
cause I'm out here a big dick, though
You faggot like
You thumbs down six feet like Ebert & Gene
I'm with my Father's complexion and my Mother's features
I'm unique, different all other creatures
I be a black doo rag tellin pigeons youse a motherfuckin fool
and they be like 'you look Ja Rule, but that's cool'
I guess all short, chocolate, chinky eyed look alike, boo
let the pen stroke, so the track a heart attack
you blind, baby, give your cataracts
matter of fact, it, I'm just not the norm
more graphic porn
I'm eye witnessin' a matador get his rib cage crushed
lung pulled by a bull's horn
I put it on like a