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

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick 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 with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a way rugged
And check on they grudges then death
Shitted on they
That was just the for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans freaking
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the take losses
Study cautiousness off this
some fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking 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 classical rap shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you at rap classes
They making a mockery of my face
But me, I our ancestors
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him more cheddar, my for me stay gaining great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's than a velour scarf
this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 starts
Ain't shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga up in the forbes list now four 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 stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a mixture of a few
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne me three aooh's and two whoops