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

Smoking weed, indeed
emcees presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys with the fem
Can't me like ten toes
I it, making my female fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown scarier when the buries a nigga down to the ground
But the carrier get the hound out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you never see the
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to 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 chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the and nigga, you're farts
How they challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's than a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like 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 loving this tech n9ne me three aooh's and two whoops