Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I to play the drums (ah ha ah ha)
In a crazy way (come on, come on)
And everyone will say
You ought to here him (lick shots)
slippin'
At notebook leakin'
I'm
days, no weekend
Vacation,
You Peep it?
We're Ruling the scene now
leave it
Ain't an MC in the bay could see this
B-List they couldn't crawl through my
Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Jesus
My pens alive all my are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth rip you to pieces
beast of speech
Priest of
Hip Hop That shit treason
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
it is you got we don't need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm busy Beat it!
ain't lyrics, it's my notebook dreaming
I wrote this while leaning on a skin queen from Sweden
streaming
My are stars
I'm by the river
You Babylon songs
II'm a young
Yo, my does yoga
son
Run pum pum

This is
I proceed with the
And stretch like guitar that crawl through the rhythm
Collision of
selection of diction
Surgically written
Sick with the tip of the tongue, teeth and
Make you quit or just lie to and yo' click
Lookin' stiff to the
Like- "yeah the shit!" but it ain't
I'm saying since 2006
And you still sound like you Black Thought's dick
Counterfeit styles on some off shit
Same cats give my dap talk shit
Walk the bar like they bought false tits (oh on)
You can a Molotov of this
Arabs and I chop off wrists
Hip Hop fanatics better run and call
If I see you on I'm a run and call- BLITZ!

I'll and play and play and play some more
As no on played the drums before
At times I catch vibe and my so sick
Feeling I could rip NAS like Chubb Rock did
On- To the Again
it in my fingers when I fill it in
Killin' 'em, because they push pens to minimum
Please I give them what they've never
My style has more than syllables
Azeem make you the results
Super hand my minds a Hulk 10
fresher then the last one is
You can't catch-up unless you got a magical
A mountain of and help from every rapper that lived in the biz
Cheers..
Ask friends who's the illest
On the mic screaming
"Ismail tried to us"