Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your whole fuckin groove it'll end tepid
So when I Harbor don't let me catch you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake mistake
and see Indelible, the number one feel bad crew of the season
Just give me one reason to
I shall lower the flag half mast, take to wallow
Company the toughest penis sucky 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 five be the potion
Enter subterrean water gem of fate like stop motion
to get ak-a-nickulous
Our masks aren't
Auto man verse
We to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is harm the duck of learning
El-P phase through these walls like
Choked in the shallow water, a bad decision
Release the crack and put down your skin flutes
How could ya think ya
To mercenary sunblock 2000 burner
All of knowledge is truant
all of the shit
Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the fuckin
After I present enter the spectrum your career's no more
Enter the
And at twilight we'll stones and laugh about your poems
But a blood-red book when the others got is a spot
The terror fabulously hot
Co Flow mossie, Disney meets Kaiser Soze
There will be no grand comebacks unless or Kotter
Inflicted bitch indicate with stigmata
When locked in a box but you say Jack
Trying to paint fucking red doors black
Like that spilled spoiled
While Gates and Ted Turner 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 survive when now turns to then
El P, vastly
3 2 1 Contact, no more that's the promise
You hold toast, I hold Thomas
Golden nooks and
Win my raffled off the recycled thought 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 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 can't get run at
is issued 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 in the daylight

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

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

The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up my soul
The two franchise players that make your whole look butt
Who brought the March competition til October
Got you thinking that shit became a bit little
niggaz is fucking soldiers
Indelible mercenaries why ballin gets me on the nutsack
For the murderous intellect infections on contact
You to come quicker than that
To snatch the cheddar the mousetrap
Small timer, it takes engineering
To fuck with anything from quantum to thought transmitters
Next up be over .400 switch hitter
Out the park kingpin Dave do Justice , Bless my soul

Pound for pound, it be 2000 rap slugfests
Hardcore when emcees fight future wars
But for now, I'm fightin a of super-whores
invincible 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 for a burner etched out tonight in graphite
Apply the same of b-boys demented to the mic
And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch broken off
CoFlow, coming at you from every verse shit
Got blessin me off two thousand for every song minute
Secretly background vocals in RandB clinics

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

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 in the daylight

Yo yo, that MC shit
That talkin bout, every MC in this fuckin room is broke
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 motherfucker?
Yo yo, yo Flow in the house
Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, Man, hah

Control
Population
CoFlow, 1997, Population Control, niggaz
Control
Population Control my soul
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Population
Population
my soul
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