Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody 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 with then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check on they grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
will the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast sick shit
I ain't vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the carrier 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 classical rap on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you at rap classes
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And niggas talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming
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 gonna challenge the tecca nina
When your softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as 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 whore in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne me three aooh's and two whoops