Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
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
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
I ain't vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a 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 many back
Then a black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking stuck at a fainted
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they 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 like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna challenge the tecca
When your softer than a velour scarf
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap 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 whore in the door, taking your 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 and soo-woos
Your is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I with 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 tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops