Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Em

You abou' to come through
(Yeah, stress it)
You about to through
(I got this this out man)
You ain't gonna on me
(I gonna front on niggas man)
Make sure man, I'm you right now
(Check this out, what I'm about to do now)
You gonna it word up, ha

Personal ggats I gots 11
Without I swing more bats than K7
Plus, I'm soup like Campbell without
Some rappers pack great big guns like Drebbin

In century
I uphold the for bringin' flavor in ya ear
Plus I'm gettin'
I maneuver techniques for species of all

The third, and mine, introduction is in full effect
I come with the mothership and other shit
Yeah all the way live a concert
The most respected brother, puttin' in some

Yeah, if you got a crew you tell 'em
E rhymes from the cerebellum
slip or you won't be around next year
Well heres a little something needs to be heard, slick rick

Check the poetry in motion from bom bazi smokin'
Bitch that get you open, it's mess if you tangle with my
'Cause I gifts thats wickeder than hexas
That on the scene be all means, I be flushing MC's like Queens

And none of ya'll can see me, got more boom bom Manzini
Your style is strickly and I stomp with the big dogs
Off the wall with a crew rough enough to rush Limbaugh
We stay, strapped, part of packed pistol

I through mind soul and body
In any I'm doin' work over beat breaks
Now even cheap skates is peepin' my tape date
Word born, I'm in like a swarm
Then I'm before you can ring the alarm

Yeah, if you got a crew you better 'em
E kicks rhymes the cerebellum
Don't slip or you won't be around next
Well, here's a little something needs to be heard, slick rick

A-yo catch this word bubonic
In head back chest arms and legs
When I'm coming through grab your cranium for
Punk I faze subterranium
My subliminals mix with chemicals
Got more than sylabals then alphabet cereal

your bet and your whole entourage will get wet
That's a 'cause the squad don't make threats
I'm a, poet with some distic ballistics
Above and beyond all other bullshit

Linguistics bless a anticeptive, nerve wreckin'
or consistent contestant
My deliverance be leavin'
in the state of malmet depressive
(Word up)

Damaging your medulla, cerebrum and
You got a you better
'em