Luyện nghe bài hát That Smut

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Perhaps you've of us
Are you with this? Peddlers
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Yo yo, I'm unrippable Knicks tickets
And if your a little looser you bet E's dick did it
I'll your crew better than Paragon can
Have you shook than the Marathon Man

Makin MC's use our fetus to us
out lookin' like Arvydas Sabonis
My team's in the bonus, you foul too
Playin' on the wall with the scowls and

Man the a Dutch, I done all varities
Cage, Mi, and E's,
Fingers blisterin', stickerin'
Under black moonlight, with flickerin'

I'm with my but yeah, I'm lookin' at yours
Done 'em all, debutantes to crack
Bad breath you may stink like is
Y'all up in the pink like douches

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came through, we laid 'em out
While you fucks spit from Cage's mouth
I run a vagrant route, you spacin' out
With no to react when your brains is out

And when I this out you know the drill
This mic a shiv, is Nancy after I stab her
On stage, you go on after?
you the Art of War and then finish the crowd with the 1st chapter

Come and walk through this doorway
Enter the mind of Cage and a will shit you out on Broadway
The won't eat it then feed it to the wildest
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Alex frolics, hangin' upside
Ordained 'til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my of war paint
So if you see me with a pop jingle
Shoot me in the back of the head and feed me to my breddern

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Cage kennels, back to the [Incomprehensible]`
Put you in the mental, locked with three channels
EC Network, the weather station, my
Cut your out, sell it to Avirex

Kissed this doe bitch with AIDS and I caught a cold
for, "Sex in the City" and I shit on these four old whores
Kick mud off my boots to shake the loose
bigheaded when I smoke with Beetlejuice

Kids wanna with the Peddlers, I can't wait
I strafe widow, datin' the jake
You spit some shit, I'll return the
And spit in your face, 'cause not in your element

Born to slay them mega monsters
Who couldn't even if they had teleprompters
Yo E you up, man you probably right
I wipe my ass and shove it in your like Bobby Knight

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