Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I want to play the (ah ha ah ha)
In such a way (come on, come on)
And around will say
You ought to here him (lick shots)
slippin'
At your notebook
I'm
days, no weekend
Vacation,
You ain't it?
Ruling the scene right now
Can't it
Ain't an MC in the bay could see this
B-List couldn't crawl through my sneakers
Fists and tits, cuffs, and Black Jesus
My pens alive all my are wild creatures
If- had teeth they'd rip you to pieces
Ferocious beast of
of reason
Hip Hop nation? That shit
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
it is you got we don't need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm right? Beat it!
ain't lyrics, it's my notebook dreaming
I wrote this while leaning on a brown skin queen from
streaming
My rhymes are
I'm by the river
You Babylon songs
II'm a young
Yo, my tongue yoga
son
Run pum pum

This is
I proceed the mission
And stretch like guitar that crawl through the rhythm
Collision of
selection of diction
Surgically precision
Sick with the tip of the tongue, and lips
Make you quit or just lie to yourself and yo'
stiff to the playback
Like- "yeah that the shit!" but it
I'm just saying since
And you still sound like you ridin' Thought's dick
styles on some half off shit
Same wanna give my dap talk shit
Walk around the bar like bought false tits (oh on)
You can light a Molotov of
and robbers I chop off wrists
Hip Hop better run and call KRiS
If I see you on stage I'm a run and BLITZ!

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