Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Flush Freestyle

[Intro - Royce
Yeah, Bar Exam 2 nigga. a motherfuckin' holiday bitches

[Verse 1 -
Bar 2
I you to lava below
Gotta stance nigga
How How far can you go?
as far as the mind
Canibus and 5'9"
Bar 2, spit a rhyme
A miniature of me, told me he wanted to MC
I him, "Be careful who you be."
He said, "I'ma be me."
I said, "Yeah, I see. But you understand what I really mean."
Look at the manifest
It got my down
A bald for the cool crown
How you me now?
I rap music
What of creature could do this?
Canibus
Retarded, autistic
You click, target
Staff Sargent talkin'
I not let off the gas
it through San Stone's past
The Ripper whiskey from a flask

2 - Elzhi]
I toke green, out smoke screens
Poke queens, leave with soaked jeans
You're the definition of "joke" mean
I'm star
Like glowin' lights the far stratos-
-Phere, clear who repertoire that is
Pursue whites and a shoe price
My cheese mice
I'm too nice, cut through slice, I'm seein' you
The lead
Been makin' like Speed Racer
tracin' line that fucks with your mind like a weed lacer
Try and boast, ain't lyin' close, so I diagnose
I could fry and any guy till they applyin' ghost
Pee on beyond eons
there's neon Klingons
Close of the three kinds
You may fall, I'm AWOL, my heaters will spray
And put you in a hole Robert Peter to pay Paul
I could a fuck
Got a flow to leave a river
You hear it lines ??

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
Osama McCain, you climb in this
Rhyming with Obama the
End up on the bottom of the
Living of ominous springs
in a dream
I spit the only kind of sickness that vomiting
That means I'm ill
And plus I'm bitch
I should've Hancock instead of Will Smith
Cos I'm drunk and
I'm the super hero all the chump attire
And I hardly
Tell idol his times up
And barbe-cue
Every lined up like steve harvey's do
From the to the brick man
Niggas follow in my steps 'less I died in some quick sand
So come and see a nigga burn a
And give me a hand before I you the fist like a germaphobe
And you probably too to scuffle
If you hit a nigga before you buried your knuckles
I got a hundred round
I shoot the first thirty to kill that trash your hook up
Category the butcher
Empty the clip just to make that 70 like ashton kutcher
Nigga you at war with sharks the government
Will you airless/heirless like jordan sparks or a motherless queen
We put it on y'all, a niggas phone call
it to the net for a phone card
Then use it to phone y'all
I throw you niggas a and then I bury the drama in a bone yard
The in prime
I got more plastic on me than all of hugh heffner's combined
My niggas got and shit, yeah I know mini coopers
While you niggas around in the mini coopers
I'm the shit for real, y'all mini poopers
Drunk, wildin, vodka and henny bloopers
Who give a nigga the snoop foot
Stretch him out on the like the Manut look
You shook, nigga I'm the crew cook
I put a price on the whip and I'm the blue book
With an appetite for with the greed stigma
Explains my and adds to my enigma
If it's or analog
Bar 2 is the present, the distributor is Santa Claus