Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

Don't stop (uh stop yo)
(cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
It's time to ride,

Yo, piss in the staircase, blood on the
I fill the quills with it let it spill on the
Compose anthem for the killers and manglers
and wranglers, fifth still in the chamber
Shit, I'm scientific but my gangsta
Pull out-rageous from the floor of the basement
Then bust talons if my peoplez in danger
I'm Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents
We muscle the
What 'Riq spit will your shit in utter amazement
I'm hot brolic it contagious
The shit the Roots started got these other artists going changes
My vision is the strangest, the is anguish
Y'all on the titty in your formative stages
Is in the iris and the way I spit
That tell these other crab rappers I ain't fo' no
traumatic, so there you have it
My battin' average, full of graphic assault, it's all classic
Thought, put ass-backwards rappers in a package
Experience is all that is, I'm established
Me and the mic in matrimony like a marriage
The in your reach, if only you could have it
For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad
Poet for hired metal
You me?

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
(cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again time, it's time)
It's to ride, ride

Yo, the heavy
We walk around a little edgy, all and steady
Withdrawal like Strawberry, it figures
Niggas mad from them ghetto sandwiches and
hard times, disadvantegeous, man listen
The story in the ghetto the
Seem like just some things that never will change
Give birth to a and won't give it a name
Talk 'bout it's a different thang
Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general Hannibal
The understandable diabolique, style
Out of dreams kid, you proud that you seen this
supreme linguist, a lyrical genious
Inject you with the broke down
The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, guess what the is
Kareem's makin' me fiendish
Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real me believe it nigga

Don't (uh don't stop yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
It's time to ride,

Yo, the rebel Jake
You felt date, you better
copped off, create it just save your cheddar
I hit the studio a pen and a vendetta
an ice cold Beck, huffin' the tenth letter
Driftin', shots while the plot thickens
Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the inning
The flash and the cash and the fast
It's nothing, a lust for the keep the passion and
Blaow, my tablet with firing pins
Poke holes in the plastic for
MCs jumpin' out and socks again
Must have seen their in the news it's gots to been
Thought as the cure for cancer
Same corrupt city as the Panther
Man to man, cocked, block and standoff
Bang, gunfire up in the dance hall
Yo, I hold the mic that could be as a pipe bomb
Bring it to sling it at your favorite icon
Thing about my is it ain't shit like y'all
Thought, diesel a 28-inch python
You know I'm saying?

I'm on the mic there won't be no delayin'

Don't stop (uh stop yo)
(cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
time to ride, ride