Luyện nghe bài hát Oral Sex ('99)

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

Verse Ras Kass

kick it to y'all frankly
so all weak niggaz can hate me
jealous 'cause know I'm the shit, like Mr. Hankey
Ras Kass, the waterproof
I'm too deep, you Too
Standin' on two feet, in two feet, kapeesh?
I defy the feat by defecating on beat, how you feel
I've got an oral fixation with spitting razors
so ill that cut through steel
So if my ever sell 3 mil
I'm slashing every with a deal
Every nigga with a video like Seal
From a Rose' - Not, more like a peck from Jada'
even with a
this nigga 45 in Blaze 50 greatest MCs
good lookin but I beg to differ,
body of
my molecular based on the table of elements
I'm Cmx4, Nl3, Iv3, Tg2, Rd4, Ms4, Gr1, At5 (????!!!)
I'm complex curriculums combinded
a next level innovator invigorating rhymes
slightly thuged out, but revolutionary with minds
spit my with grime
five ahead of my time
two and five,
I'ma be nigga beatin' down traffic cops at stop signs
put that in glass dick and smoke it
who the dopest? if Ras it, loc'est
The most wrote the opus, Nature of the Threat
Fost focus the bok'est could get it like
I'm transmitted, bidditch
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

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