Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
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 I'ma with a vest
I gotta 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing like the of nona gaye
get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they then death
Shitted on they
was just the intros 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
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast sick shit
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the
But the crown carrier get the hound out the 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 classical rap shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay great
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna challenge the tecca
When your flow's softer than a scarf
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his
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 now four in a row
My is followed by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving 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, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops