Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your whole fuckin canned it'll end tepid
So when I Pearl Harbor let me catch you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake mistake
Enterprise and see Indelible, the number one feel bad of the season
Just give me one reason to
I shall lower the flag half mast, take to wallow
Company Flow the toughest penis sucky
So of course in an attempt to you end up unkempt
Plus this Agent get
E-L-P-F-C-F for you
First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the
Enter water from gem of fate like stop motion
to get ak-a-nickulous
Our masks intangible
man verse mandible
We to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is fear the duck of learning
El-P phase through these like vision
Choked in the water, a bad executive decision
Release the crack and please put down your flutes
How could ya think ya
To this mercenary 2000 burner
All of your knowledge is
Unlearn all of the
Then in overtime you become fluent, the fuckin store
After I present enter the your career's never no more
Enter the
And at twilight we'll skip stones and laugh about poems
But a blood-red book the others got funcrushed is a spot
The fabulously gets hot
Co Flow mossie, Walt meets Kaiser Soze
There will be no grand comebacks unless or Kotter
Inflicted bitch styles with stigmata
When locked in a box but you say Jack
Trying to paint fucking red doors black
that spilled milk spoiled
While Bill Gates and Ted Turner rub each down with olive oils

Flow, fuck please
Bitch put away the fuckin punchlines
Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my
I try to be different I am
So my style will survive when your now turns to then
El P, crapaphobic
3 2 1 Contact, never no more the promise
You hold toast, well I hold
nooks and crannies
Win my ticket raffled off the thought shoppin spree winner

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

check check check check one two

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

but for now
You get run at night
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 in the daylight

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

The daylight goblin, in the nights 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
niggaz is fucking soldiers
Indelible that's why ballin gets me on the nutsack
For the murderous intellect highly on contact
You need to come quicker than
To snatch the from the mousetrap
timer, it takes crazy engineering
To fuck with anything from physics to thought transmitters
Next up be that over .400 hitter
Out the park kingpin Dave couldn't do Justice , my soul

Pound for pound, it be these rap slugfests
when future 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 cops reachin for the bearclaws
Come the Coney Island intruder hit the arts way after midnight
Had a scheme for a burner etched out tonight in
the same ideology of b-boys demented to the mic
And scratch the sounds like a inch bolt broken off
CoFlow, coming at you from every verse shit
Got stations blessin me off two thousand for song minute
Secretly teach background in RandB clinics

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

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

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

Yo yo, this that MC
That shit talkin bout, every MC in 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 time you battled somebody you faggot motherfucker?
Yo yo, yo Company Flow in the
Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, Man, hah

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CoFlow, 1997, Population Control, servin
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