Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II (Cypher I)

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain with a
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
over the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they then death
Shitted on they
That was just the for the family with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and bound
'em all together is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a fainted
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna challenge the tecca
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as my 2.0 tour starts
packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, your chick
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a mixture of a few
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops