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 weak niggaz can hate me
jealous 'cause they I'm the shit, like Mr. Hankey
reintroducing Ras Kass, the
I'm too deep, you Too
Standin' on two feet, in two feet, kapeesh?
I defy the feat by defecating on beat, fuck how you
I've got an fixation with spitting liquid razors
so ill that cut through steel
So if my album ever 3 mil
I'm slashing rapper with a deal
Every with a video look like Seal
'Kiss From a Rose' - Not, like a peck from Jada'
with a spectator
ranked this nigga 45 in Blaze 50 MCs
good lookin but I beg to differ,
body of
my molecular structure based on the table of
I'm Cmx4, Nl3, Iv3, Tg2, Rd4, Ms4, Gr1, At5 (????!!!)
I'm complex with curriculums
a level innovator with invigorating rhymes
plus thuged out, but revolutionary with minds
my message with grime
five ahead of my time
two and five,
I'ma be that beatin' down traffic cops at stop signs
put that in you're glass and smoke it
who the dopest? if Ras it, loc'est
The most focused wrote the opus, Nature of the
Fost focus richest the could get it like
I'm sexually transmitted,
Yeah, yeah, Evil D it ill for me, spit it

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

Verse Ras Kass

that underground b-boy shit
just a beat and a
as as a heat and a crime
lyricists always get felt
'cause I masturbate dog, but I always be feelin' myself
I Golden State Warriors, I rep' The Horsemen
get pissy drunk and to break the porcelin
God, I'm than Cupid, stupid
Love is Lust, so my glands release hollow point
Bitch nigga, I'm mighty morphin' into a
grown men into a forced a-dult abortion
make it
hot to death drop it artic
so MCs shatter like glass next time a nigga shit
make sense/cents, even if I don't make
Asiatic ghetto
Y'all like seedless grapes and rottweilers
My hoochie bitches pop that pussy while my niggaz pop they collars
and pop these the last days of disco
it's all about
cause I'm out here with a big dick,
You like Sisqo
You thumbs down six feet Ebert & Gene Siskel
I'm blessed with my complexion and my Mother's features
I'm unique, different from all creatures
I be rocking a black doo rag tellin youse a motherfuckin fool
and they be like 'you look like Ja Rule, but that's
I guess all short, chocolate, chinky eyed niggaz alike, boo
let the pen stroke, so the have a heart attack
you blind, baby, your cataracts cataracts
matter of fact, face it, I'm not the norm
more graphic porn
I'm like eye witnessin' a matador get his rib crushed
lung pulled by a raging horn
I put it on a uniform