Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees presented by neez
it out

Ain't busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of nona
Let's get it on love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
was just the intros for the family with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the take losses
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and they're
Marry 'em all together is how we breaking the barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you never see the
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking at a fainted 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 for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How gonna challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed 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 whore in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This is a mixture of a few groups
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving this n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops