Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Co. Cane Flow

Up in them five star tellies and two mic
Be them average MC's of the
Unlike them, we craft
So inclined to pen lines
Without a producer's name all over the track

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

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

He got jumped, it his adrenaline
He said it made him tougher than a of raw medicine
To write all night long, the is still slow
Flow from Hellborn to Free Power Wilco

And still owe the bills, pay forever
Slay huge when it comes to who's more
Use to wore a leather goose ski with a fur
Hand charged a fee for loose leaf words for dollar, ya Holla

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

Now put blix up
These Riddick cuts, is swoll like penile flicks, give 'em 20
The danger in his eyes'll let you know a brawler
Bring tallest champs like that much taller

Ten pounds heavier, one ahead of it
Vocab, stamina, style's all
and cliques, units, squad crews and clans
Even your tongues'll fuck and leave your mouth

Doom brung that bum, goes that news van again
Act you knew like, Toucan Sam an' 'em
He eat rappers like part of a breakfast
Your rhymes worth the weight of they cheap necklace

String 'em up, bring 'em up under whack junk
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 no makeup
We, De La to the death, or at least until we up
a couple of nice guys who finished first
So nice try, but the prize is ours

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

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

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

The elements are airborne, I the success
Yo, let's cookie cut the and get the gingerbread man
Sacrifice mics and push to these rappers
ponies 'til I turn blue in the lips

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