Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your whole canned groove it'll end tepid
So when I Pearl Harbor don't let me you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake your
Enterprise and see Indelible, the number one feel bad crew of the
Just give me one reason to
I shall lower the flag half mast, time to wallow
Company Flow the toughest penis sucky
So of in an attempt to defend you end up unkempt
this Agent get Orange
E-L-P-F-C-F for you
First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the
Enter subterrean water from gem of fate like stop
Best to get
Our aren't intangible
Auto man verse
We to no one, we 911
alarm this is harm fear the duck of learning
El-P phase through these walls like
in the shallow water, a bad executive decision
Release the crack and please put down skin flutes
How could ya think ya
To mercenary sunblock 2000 burner
All of your is truant
Unlearn all of the
Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the store
After I present enter the spectrum your career's no more
the rectum
And at twilight we'll skip stones and about your poems
But a book when the others got funcrushed is a spot
The terror fabulously hot
Co Flow mossie, Disney meets Kaiser Soze
There will be no comebacks unless Lazarus or Kotter
Inflicted bitch styles indicate stigmata
When in a box but you can't say Jack
Trying to paint them fucking red black
Like that spilled spoiled
While Bill Gates and Ted Turner rub each other down with olive

Flow, fuck please
Bitch put away the fuckin piteous
Blue Blockers under the red light, belittled by my design
I don't try to be I am
So inevitably my style will survive when your now to then
El P, vastly
3 2 1 Contact, never no more the promise
You hold toast, well I Thomas
Golden and crannies
Win my ticket raffled off the recycled thought shoppin spree

Congratu-fucking-lations, I it now you got it
But it's only a matter of time before Waldo gets
Pulled out of the crowd and martyred, a good old stonin
My children, the professional has left the fuckin

Check check check check one two

but for now
You can't get run at
Curfews is issued in the

but for now
You can't get run at
is issued in the daylight

but for now
You can't get run at
Curfews is issued in the

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is issued in the

Yo yo, who the fuck think they about this hip-hop shit?
These motherfuckin kids live this
Live they lives
Who the fuck you think you are? Talkin this rap shit
These are the real motherfuckers, Population
This IS the real shit
shit that none of y'all faggot motherfuckers know about
That's life

The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up Bless my
The two franchise players make your whole squad look butt
Who the March Madness competition til October
Got you that shit became a bit little harder
These niggaz is soldiers
Indelible mercenaries why ballin gets me on the nutsack
For the intellect highly infections on contact
You to come quicker than that
To snatch the from the mousetrap
Small timer, it takes crazy
To fuck with anything from quantum to thought transmitters
Next up be that over .400 switch
Out the park kingpin Dave couldn't do Justice , my soul

Pound for pound, it be these rap slugfests
Hardcore when future fight future wars
But for now, I'm fightin a of super-whores
Butt-fucking CoFlow skills for take-out
Where you can get the beef broccoli with duck sauce
The quick draw, to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws
Come meet the Coney Island hit the arts way after midnight
Had a scheme for a burner etched out in graphite
Apply the ideology of b-boys demented to the mic
And the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off
CoFlow, coming at you every verse payola shit
Got stations blessin me off two thousand for every minute
Secretly teach background vocals in RandB

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is in the daylight

but for now
You can't get run at
is issued in the daylight

but for now
You can't get run at
Curfews is issued in the

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is issued in the

Yo yo, this that MC
That shit bout, every MC in this fuckin room is broke
one of em
We do this for the love of the music
word up, yo yo yo
Check this,
When's the last time you somebody you faggot motherfucker?
Yo yo, yo Company in the house
Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, Man, hah

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CoFlow, 1997, Population Control, servin
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