Luyện nghe bài hát Search 4 Bobby Fisher

* hard to find white label, but 2:58 long on

[intro: rakaa
Yo.. like this man
Every in a while when motherfuckers pop off at the lip
Somebody get brought this shit
That don't have nuttin to do with this right?
But the less
You wanna lettin off buckshots, cats gotta retaliate
Y'all out ev? well you got him

Yo, a blonde fag took my for a weakness
But instead of comin hard a weak diss
Twelve of his friends at I was speechless
Is it cause you pussy or lack uniqueness?
It's always your type, itchy and to bust off
the party, "soliloquy of chaos"
In verse, jumpin jacks a little warm up
be no bullshit, there'll be no hit chorus
Diss my crew? yo, you go far
The truth is I'm about as much from as you are
I'm rackin up points, cat I'm scorin
You ain't a true tiger, liar, you from
A trailer trash town where stuck it to ya
That's why you your mother cause she never tried to stop it
Twenty years later you're still out of
I met this chick you home on tour, but couldn't get it up
Alert! alert! you geeks
Eminem is just like you, weak the sheets
Dr. evil, to steal my mojo
fuck you up, plus look better in photos
I what it is, you envy what you hate
I'm what you to be, you was me in ninety-eight
for props, and ready to rock
Except your stage show is so weak you just ready to rot
Fuck your pace walkin at best
(at) that on tour dates, hope you never run out of breath
such a shame your uncle ronnie's not listed
I'm a geek? you jock fred from bizkit
time; I heard you're makin beats
But don't the drums, don't program the keys
program the bass, producer? liar!
Doin that shit's hirin a ghostwriter
You might as well you little fake xl
You're target practice - strictly these empty shells
{*crowd it's an upset, you lose the title!
But first lose the haircut, bitin george michael
Next topic, time to stick the in
Slaughter your {daughter}, ah fuck it throw wife in
I'ma do 'em, do 'em nothin left
The way I'm murderin you now they probably your death
You bitch, I'm about to rub it in
Go sell millions of records, you still don't own your
You ain't hip-hop, you pop; popular to little girls,
Kids, and the mafia
So here it comes, a blast my crew
You bout to get chopped by a man named
The funniest part? let me say 'fore I'm through
I even begun to start, I saved the best for part two

{*babu cuts and scratches these

"faggot, no comp rapper on a quest" -> ll j
"hi!" -> eminem, "bitch the fuck up!" -> eazy-e
"if you take offense fuck it, got to be that way" ->
"i thought I tell you, better yet warn" -> mc lyte
"suckers get eliminated fuckin dilated" -> cypress hill
"nevertheless, I'll say it again" -> rick(? )
"bitch!" -> n.w.a.
"soundclash with us, you flirt disaster" -> dilated

"trick or treat..."