Luyện nghe bài hát Release Yo' Self (prodigy Mix)

When I first on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by
My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never you wrong
And all you bitch ass in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting

I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical, and it never steer you wrong
And all you bitch ass in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting

Check it, I'm the man, who they mention
Notice, that niggaz rap styles is bogus
Doo-doo, prepare for verse Tical voodoo
Blazin, the stuff ignites stimulation
Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over
in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon
Adventure, niggaz need to touch freakin picture
For the sickness, be spreadin with the quickness
Remedies, I be doin on my enemies
Penalty, then I drink forties to memories
Emotion, rushin through down street vicinity
Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my

(Tical tical ti-cal, )
As I keep it movin, we keep it uh
Keep it movin, and it movin uh
it movin baby we be movin uh
Keep it movin, we keep it huh
that rhythm what's that sound
Party people down
it hit the baddest man
Just release, yo

My God, said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set
To blow a up, with my Five Fingers of Death
I bring it to his damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man with the Clan
I be comin, for the you can't cope
For my brother, I it to the Pope, word to mother
Serial, killa, from Big Isle
No Stat, my peoples are you me where you at?
Shit's deep in here, I mean thick
Niggaz lookin all in my like they want dick
It's about to hit the fan, hit the
That's all I can stands, and I can't no mo'
What is it? think they bigga
Cause got the finga on the trigga of a pistol
They don't I'm wicked, when I start to kick it
With the raw sound, wash it down with a
Then I add a Snapple, nigga want the
But he want the hassle
Then we try to overthrow the
Better yet the tent when I'm comin to town
Black man, the rental, God, the
YAH! If you want a burn from glock
Then beware, I buck shots, we up, the buck stops
Here, no more dough will be
Unless it's being made by

What's that rhythm what's that
Party people getting
it hit the baddest man
Just in, till then
And keep it movin, baby it movin
I plan to keep it movin, you know we it movin uh
And keep it movin, we be movin uh
And keep it movin, you know we keep it uh
And it movin, you know we keep it movin
Baby we be movin, you know we keep it moo

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was
Jet back to the lab like they were being by homicide
My rap flow does you Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch ass niggaz in the
Your careers be lasting long

Throw your in the sky
And em from side to side
And if you're ready to up the Meth-Tical
Let me you say stimuli

I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you
And all you bitch ass niggaz in the
careers won't be lasting long