Luyện nghe bài hát Skillz in '95

Now if you had my eyes then you'd see I see
A desire to see a hung and bless the m-i-c
Who I be? the generation of the mc's
Who believe in breakbeats, microphones, and
My voice travels through your flesh, crews to rest
I wanna be the shit from to budapest
Kneel please, I represent mc's
I'm at ease I spot another beat to seize
So don't me, I represent the best you see
And next to me is the p ____ on the sp
A combination could leave niggas wishing
That rhymes got handled the whole of sedition
I write raps like I had an hour to
Contact the with lyrics I was born to give
I maintain in mission to get loot
So listen clear, I'm putting niggas on mute

When I represent, I lotta won't survive
mad skillz, year's '95 (repeat 2x)

Indeed proceed I to make rappers bleed
My words hurt ya, my thoughts are nurtured like
It's my year son, so throw style away
Don't underrate me, cause I smell niggas from miles away
Rip a mic host and I'm
Peace to myn benda and kilonji from the of the cosmos
You get ill on come on, don't jet
Close your door, nigga, cause your style's on house arrest
Skillz, nigga, with the mad in the
Maintaining through strife cause is like a manhunt
I rap, g's need to heed that
Treat me like I'm on in the back up, now you no feedback
Stop grazing, keep it real on occaision
You can't see me, chase me through the walls I be
And adapt, cause I ain't hearing but rap
I'm here to bless the mic and represent real like

When I represent, I lotta kids won't
Name's mad skillz, '95 (repeat 4x)

Yeah, the average head can't to understand
It's something about a beat and a mic in my
Kicks and snares me in for the kill
Cause be and my voice be pouncing over drum fills
Don't fret, my pop cassettes
Rhymes designed, to raze hair gillettes
Sweat, that skillz be making
the groove smooth, got no time for move faking
You should your craft, that's my motto
Mc's be getting popped quick, just zits on a supermodel
Witness the sickness I
Like ? ? ? , and strees through my down vest
Next test, one time your mind
I drop rhymes, no corner son, I'm not a stop sign
Get used to microphone wear and
By now you know the name and the

When I represent, I lotta won't survive
mad skillz, year's '95 (repeat 2x)

"i got skills" - big daddy (repeat 16x)