Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

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

Yo, piss in the staircase, on the pavement
I fill the with it let it spill on the pages
another anthem for the killers and manglers
Villains and wranglers, fifth in the chamber
Shit, I'm but my reflex's gangsta
Pull out-rageous arms the floor of the basement
Then bust 'nuff talons if my in danger
I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government
We muscle the
'Riq spit will leave your shit in utter amazement
I'm hot call it contagious
The shit the Roots started got these other artists through changes
My is the strangest, the rhythm is anguish
Y'all niggas on the titty in formative stages
Is in the iris and the way I spit
That tell these other rappers I ain't fo' no shit
Black traumatic, so you have it
My battin' average, abort full of graphic assault, it's all
Thought, put ass-backwards in a small package
Experience is all that is, I'm well
Me and the mic in matrimony like a marriage
The technique in your reach, if only you could it
For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad
Poet for pack metal
You me?

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

Yo, the heavy
We walk around a little edgy, all ready and
Withdrawal like Darryl Strawberry, it
Niggas mad from them ghetto sandwiches and
Cryin' times, disadvantegeous, man listen
The story in the the same
Seem like it's just some things that never will
Give birth to a style and won't it a name
'bout consciousness it's a different thang
Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general Hannibal
The diabolique, animal 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 make me believe it nigga

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

Yo, the rebel Jake
You felt date, you better
Don't copped off, create it just save cheddar
I hit the studio with a pen and a
Sippin' an ice cold Beck, the tenth letter
Driftin', shots lickin the plot thickens
Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the last
The flash and the and the fast women
nothing, a lust for the craft keep the passion and
Blaow, my tablet with firing pins
holes in the plastic for oxygen
MCs jumpin' out shoes and socks
Must have seen face in the news it's gots to been
Thought as the cure for cancer
Same corrupt as Mumia the Panther
Man to man, hammer cocked, and standoff
Bang, slang 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
about my music is it ain't shit like y'all
Thought, diesel like a 28-inch
You what I'm saying?

When I'm on the mic there be no delayin'

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