Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

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

Yo, in the staircase, blood on the pavement
I fill the quills with it let it 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 from the of the basement
Then bust 'nuff talons if my peoplez in
I'm Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents
We muscle the
What 'Riq spit will leave 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 something in the 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, full of graphic assault, it's all classic
Thought, put ass-backwards in a small package
Experience is all is, I'm well established
Me and the mic in holy matrimony 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 pack
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 time to ride,

Yo, the heavy
We walk around a little edgy, all ready and
Withdrawal like Strawberry, it figures
Niggas mad them ghetto sandwiches and swine
Cryin' times, disadvantegeous, man listen
The story in the ghetto the
Seem like it's just some things never will change
Give birth to a style and give it a name
Talk consciousness it's a different thang
Envision again, the 'Riq, general Hannibal speak
The diabolique, animal style
Out of your dreams kid, you that you seen this
Fifth linguist, a lyrical genious
you with the broke down english
The freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, guess what the fame is
Kareem's makin' me fiendish
Don't act and squeamish, if you real make me believe it nigga

stop (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 time to ride,

Yo, the Jake Rivera
You another date, you better
Don't copped off, create it just save cheddar
I hit the with a pen and a vendetta
Sippin' an ice cold Beck, the tenth letter
Driftin', shots lickin while the thickens
Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the last
The flash and the cash and the women
nothing, a lust for the craft keep the passion and
Blaow, kissin' my with firing pins
Poke holes in the plastic for
MCs jumpin' out shoes and again
Must have their face in the news it's gots to been
Thought known as the cure for
Same corrupt city as the Panther
Man to man, hammer cocked, block and
Bang, gunfire slang up in the dance
Yo, I hold the mic that could be thrown as a bomb
Bring it just to it at your favorite icon
Thing about my music is it ain't shit 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 don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again time, it's time)
It's time to ride,