Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by tecca
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 a vest
I gotta 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on they it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys with the fem
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm havin' hits, get vast sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and 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 they're
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 classical rap 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 back splashes
a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
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 me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am forever 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 softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, taking your
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy loving men that like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops