Luyện nghe bài hát Skillz in '95

Now if you had my eyes then see what I see
A desire to see a hung and bless the m-i-c
Who I be? the generation of the mc's
Who in breakbeats, microphones, and tecs
My voice travels your flesh, putting crews to rest
I be the shit from here to budapest
please, I represent real mc's
I'm at ease I spot another beat to seize
So don't test me, I the best you see
And next to me is the extra p on the sp
A combination that leave niggas wishing
That rhymes hadn't got the whole of sedition
I raps like I had an hour to live
the crowd with lyrics I was born to give
I maintain in this mission to get
So listen clear, I'm niggas careers on mute

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

Indeed I need to make rappers bleed
My words ya, my thoughts are nurtured like seeds
It's my year son, so throw your style
Don't underrate me, cause I smell fears 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 front door, nigga, your style's on house arrest
Skillz, nigga, the mad in the front
Maintaining strife cause life is like a manhunt
I breathe rap, g's to heed that
me like I'm on in the back up, now you gets no feedback
Stop grazing, keep it real on occaision
You can't see me, chase me the walls I be phasing
And adapt, cause I ain't nothing but rap
I'm here to bless the mic and represent like that

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

Yeah, the average head can't to understand
something about a beat and a mic in my hand
Kicks and snares me in for the kill
Cause be doubting and my voice be pouncing drum fills
fret, my decibles pop cassettes
Rhymes designed, to hair like gillettes
Sweat, techniques that be making
the groove smooth, got no time for move faking
You should master your craft, that's my
Mc's be getting popped quick, just like zits on a
Witness the I possess
? ? ? , sheel and strees through my down vest
Next test, one time your mind
I drop rhymes, no corner standing son, I'm not a stop
Get used to microphone and tear
By now you the name and the year

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

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