Luyện nghe bài hát Town To Town

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say that nice guys finish last, but I'm the leader
Drinkin liters of with the heathens
Misbehave and break the buzz, fuck the
Collectin scratch for my savings before the day
Cravings for music, collaborate at a
than the speed of sound to go thataway
No replicas, step to us, I guess the job was to us
To kick the phonics that kept you
And perkin, workin words, herbs
To niggas livin in 'burbs cause they too
To to the ghetto
Mind you, all we do is find you, wave and gave you a
back but watch 50, they try to lift me
Off the tracks but we offerin crack, just bomb
No for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself
Move in stealth, is accumulated
are aluminated
I make the shit I think hit even though some assume you it
I pass judgment when the lit, take a shit
Just another skit comin from the pit of
But like Alvatron
the Decepticons
Music is magical like a
you on point in many different sectors
On Elektra, make you remember Evers and James Evers
My skills sent the heavens
I wish they sold at 7-11
I when niggas wore Thriller jackets
And jackets and harder tactics
Had been adopted and of y'all mocked it
But put a sock in it (* gagging *) for a minute
I provide the funk and y'all with it
As I spit it, admit it, oh

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It's Del the Funky
from town to town to town and just makin friends
Reach out and shaking
With the and they love it

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No difficulties or faultiness, you salt me with
plain-Jane-no-game-insane-to-the-brain
Don't need cocaine with the A
The A-Pluster the A from way back in the day
For mind expansion enhancing
I'm raw with savagery, the majesty of all in
Wait, but isn't a good way to start?
art to cart scrill to kill Satan
Plans for gettin Daytons are past
ends so I won't be a has-been (You know it)
The question you been askin: Is Del masked man?
Rollin through our just rippin major venues
Like Whitney like when I went to Houston
My father is from Texas, so next bust a rhyme for
I felt it was no hope, but no you formulate
me foster hatred and made me wanna make it
When I'm in the Bay say (Del, how you doin, man?)
I no rap star that act hard, can't speak
I leak lyrics, freak lyrics, secrete
my spirits
Tyranny for all who of me
Bomb in a bong, my feet in a
On a beach a biatch named Bonbon
Called her on the Intercong, enter Owens
Better as Casual to y'all not knowin
About flowin, cause rhymes are all stolen
dip on the strip cause task force patrollin
But rollin blunts too fat to
Mexico's national for pleasure
Resurrect tracks like this my childhood
it was such a wild hood
Knock on

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My beats are
Let's call a treaty
And to it
I'm to do it, are you?
So much funk you can't kick it with my
Other than it's time to get blue?
(Shame on you)
I want me a girl intelligent
shit and ain't too belligerent
Picture it, chillin barbecue
Not trippin off niggas are to you
Jealousy, let's see
a lot of that in Oakland
It started when started smokin
And hop, fuck pop
I want the
But not the weak you are selling me
Del is of confinements
My bendin fragile and frazzled
I choose to stay underground Fraggles
In I'm sure to win
you smoke bud I drink gin
It sinks in while else act on it
I macked on it but not too far redrum
Don't me, I'm not a pussy
I wish we could at a function, drink some lager
And just hymns of funk and flav
Cause the that are our ancestors
Would feel blessed if we did
Before we rap
Now it's American children
Ever since it on wax
And that's the facts, believe it, don't it
And don't do the shit if you need it
And that's real, you not be but I am
The truth's gonna you in the face, so why scam?

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