Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the with a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
on they buzzes
That was just the for the family with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
will the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off shit
some fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the
But the crown get the hound out the mound and they're bound
'em all together is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never see the principle
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
a wack black 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 this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna challenge the nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
Blowing this into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your rap hits best
nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
team is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops