Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Flush Freestyle

[Intro - talking]
Yeah, Bar 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' holiday bitches

[Verse 1 -
Bar 2
I you to lava below
Gotta nigga flow
How How far can you go?
Only as far as the
Canibus and 5'9"
Bar Exam 2, a rhyme
A miniature version of me, told me he to MC
I told him, "Be who you be."
He said, "I'ma be me."
I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand what I mean."
Look at the list
It got my down
A bald head for the crown
How you like me
I terrorize rap
manner of creature could do this?
Canibus
Retarded, autistic
You click, target
Staff Canibus talkin'
I not let off the gas
Traverse it through San past
The Ripper whiskey from a flask

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

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
Osama McCain, you in this ring
Rhyming Obama the king
End up on the bottom of the
Living inside of springs
I'mm in a
I the only kind of sickness that vomiting brings
That means I'm ill
And plus I'm bitch
I should've played Hancock of Will Smith
Cos I'm and flyer
I'm the hero minus all the chump attire
And I hardly
Tell your idol his up
And barbe-cue
Every rhyme lined up like harvey's do
From the to the brick man
Niggas couldn't follow in my steps 'less I died in some quick
So come and see a nigga burn a
And me a hand before I give you the fist like a germaphobe
And you too scary to scuffle
If you ain't hit a nigga before you your knuckles
I got a hundred drum
I the first thirty to kill everybody that trash your hook up
Category the butcher
Empty the clip just to make that 70 show like ashton
Nigga you at war with the government team
leave you airless/heirless like jordan sparks or a motherless queen
We put it on y'all, tape a niggas call
Sell it to the net for a phone
Then use it to phone y'all
I throw you a bone and then I bury the drama in a bone yard
The in prime
I got more plastic on me than all of heffner's hoes combined
My niggas got GT's and shit, yeah I know mini
While you niggas rolling around in the mini
I'm the shit for real, y'all mini poopers
Drunk, wildin, commitin vodka and bloopers
Who give a nigga the snoop foot
Stretch him out on the like the Manut look
You shook, nigga I'm like the crew
I put a on the whip and I'm like the blue book
With an appetite for destruction the greed stigma
Explains my past and to my enigma
If it's or analog
Bar Exam 2 is the present, the distributor is Claus