Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
emcees presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't busting like the nigga 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 what I say
Right over the track singing the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a 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
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off this
some fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown when 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 is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never see the principle
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical 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 splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever 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 softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as 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 match 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 forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops