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

When I stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will steer you wrong
And all you bitch ass niggaz in the
Your won't be lasting long

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

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

(Tical ti-cal, ti-cal )
As I keep it movin, we it movin uh
Keep it movin, and keep it uh
Keep it baby we be movin uh
it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH
What's that what's that sound
Party getting down
When it hit the man
release, yo delf

My God, somebody said it's on, if it I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, 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 headpiece you can't
For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to
Serial, killa, style from Big
No Stat, my peoples are you me where you at?
gettin deep in here, I mean thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face they want dick
about to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I stands no mo'
What is it? Niggaz think they
Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a
They don't know I'm wicked, I start to kick it
the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic
Then I add a Snapple, nigga want the
But he want the hassle
Then we try to overthrow the
Better yet the when I'm comin to your town
Black man, the rental, God, the
YAH! If you want a burn from glock
Then beware, I shots, we move up, the buck stops
Here, no more dough be made
Unless it's being by hoes

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

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

Throw hands in the sky
And wave em 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 in the industry
careers won't be lasting long