Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Co. Cane Flow

Up in them star tellies and two mic rhymes
Be them average of the times
Unlike them, we gems
So inclined to pen lines
Without sayin' a producer's name all the track

Yeah, I said it, you need to do is get back
To reading credits, we them
Alphabetically stuck on that shit
Knock it, knock it before we that
Sure shot more Rock Co. Kane

From the top of the key, the 3
Been on in the game as long as you can wheelie
the corner spinnin', bust that ass and get up
Dust off the mask, laugh give him a head up

He got jumped, it pumped his
He said it him tougher than a bump of raw medicine
To all night long, the hourglass is still slow
Flow from Hellborn to Free Power like

And still owe the bills, pay dues
Slay huge when it comes to who's cleverer
Use to wore a goose ski with a fur collar
Hand charged a fee for loose leaf words for dollar, ya heard?

Broad or dude, we food
Eat your teams for sure, the sure seem rude
For fam the partridges, pardon him for the mix-up
Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your up, it's a stick up

Now put your up
These Bowe cuts, is swoll like penile flicks, give 'em 20
The danger in his let you know he's a brawler
Bring your tallest champs like that taller

Ten pounds heavier, one step of it
Vocab, stamina, all irrelevant
and cliques, units, squad crews and clans
Even your tongues'll around and leave your mouth

Doom brung that bum, there that news van again
Act you knew like, Toucan Sam an' 'em
He eat rappers like of a complete breakfast
Your rhymes ain't worth the weight of they cheap

String 'em up, bring 'em up whack junk snack
And get that out your hand, punk, and get your dunk smacked
Foul, we all the rules, bro
You slow, you blow the soup on your fools, his Impulse Yugo

You go lights, camera, action with no
We, De La to the death, or at least we break up
Here's a couple of nice who finished first
So nice try, but the is ours dispersed

say the good die young, so I added some
Bad ass to my flavor to prolong my life over the
Everyone off from bein' hot
It's if you can handle bein' cold or not

And we was told to hop on no dick by Prince Paul
We stayed ever since y'all
First to do a lot of in the game, but the last to say it
No need to it on a scale to weigh it

And don't do it for the or to raise the bar
Yet raised anyway, so amazin' are
The three L.I. brothers from a other way of
Hey, your winkin', I think you need to control that
Or I to hold that

The are airborne, I smell the success
Yo, let's cut the shit and get the gingerbread man
Sacrifice mics and push drugs to these
Puff ponies I turn blue in the lips

broads like 7 Up, so refreshing
I think I'll pop these verses first dates to birthdates
2 1, 1 9, 6 8
Too old to rhyme, too bad, too