Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your whole canned groove it'll end tepid
So I Pearl Harbor don't let me catch you intrepid
I'm you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake your mistake
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 course in an 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 masks intangible
man verse mandible
We to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is harm the duck of learning
El-P phase through these like vision
in the shallow water, a bad executive decision
Release the crack and put down your skin flutes
How ya motherfuckers think ya
To this sunblock 2000 burner
All of your knowledge is
all of the shit
Then in overtime you fluent, sell the fuckin store
After I present enter the spectrum your never no more
the rectum
And at twilight we'll skip and laugh about your poems
But a blood-red book the others got funcrushed is a spot
The terror fabulously hot
Co Flow mossie, Walt Disney meets Soze
There will be no grand comebacks unless or Kotter
Inflicted bitch indicate with stigmata
locked in a box but you can't say Jack
Trying to paint fucking red doors black
Like spilled milk spoiled
While Gates and Ted Turner rub each other down with olive oils

Flow, fuck please
Bitch put away the piteous punchlines
Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my
I try to be different I am
So inevitably my style will survive when now turns to then
El P, crapaphobic
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 shoppin spree winner

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

Check check check check one two

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

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

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

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

Yo yo, who the fuck think they about this hip-hop shit?
These motherfuckin kids this shit
Live fuckin lives
Who the fuck you think you are? bout this rap shit
These are the real motherfuckers, Control
IS the real hip-hop shit
Some shit that none of y'all faggot motherfuckers know
That's word

The daylight goblin, even in the we rip shit up Bless my soul
The two franchise players that make whole squad look butt
Who brought the March Madness til October
Got you thinking that shit a bit little harder
These niggaz is soldiers
Indelible that's why ballin gets me on the nutsack
For the murderous intellect highly on contact
You need to come quicker that
To the cheddar from the mousetrap
Small timer, it takes engineering
To fuck with anything from physics to thought transmitters
Next up be that over .400 hitter
Out the park kingpin Dave do Justice , Bless my soul

Pound for pound, it be these 2000 rap
Hardcore when future fight future wars
But for now, I'm a squad of super-whores
invincible CoFlow skills for take-out
Where you can get the beef broccoli with extra sauce
The draw, intend to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws
Come meet the Coney intruder hit the arts way after midnight
Had a scheme for a etched out tonight in graphite
Apply the same ideology of b-boys to the mic
And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt off
CoFlow, coming at you from every payola shit
Got stations me off two thousand for every song minute
Secretly teach background vocals in clinics

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

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

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

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

Control
Population
CoFlow, 1997, Population Control, niggaz
Control
Population Bless my soul
Control
Population
Population
my soul
Hello, this?