Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your whole fuckin groove it'll end tepid
So I Pearl Harbor don't let me catch you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, your mistake
Enterprise and see Indelible, the number one feel bad crew of the
Just me one reason to splash
I shall lower the half mast, take time to wallow
Company Flow the toughest sucky sucky
So of course in an attempt to defend you end up
Plus this get Orange
E-L-P-F-C-F for you
First cousin to sleep, red dye number be the potion
Enter subterrean water gem of fate like stop motion
Best to get
Our masks aren't
man verse mandible
We to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is harm fear the of learning
El-P phase through these like vision
Choked in the water, a bad executive decision
the crack and please put down your skin flutes
How could ya think ya
To this mercenary sunblock 2000
All of your is truant
Unlearn all of the
Then in overtime you fluent, sell the fuckin store
After I present enter the spectrum your career's never no
the rectum
And at twilight we'll stones and laugh 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 grand comebacks Lazarus or Kotter
Inflicted bitch indicate with stigmata
locked in a box but you can't say Jack
Trying to paint them red doors black
Like that spilled milk
While Bill Gates and Ted rub each other down with olive oils

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

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

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
Curfews is in the daylight

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

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

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

The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up Bless my
The two franchise players that make your squad look butt
Who brought the March competition til October
Got you thinking that shit became a bit little
These is fucking soldiers
Indelible mercenaries that's why ballin gets me on the
For the murderous highly infections on contact
You need to come than that
To the cheddar from the mousetrap
Small timer, it crazy engineering
To fuck with anything from quantum to thought transmitters
Next up be that over .400 hitter
Out the park kingpin Dave couldn't do Justice , Bless my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Population
CoFlow, 1997, Population Control, niggaz
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