Luyện nghe bài hát Town To Town

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They say nice guys finish last, but I'm the leader
Drinkin of Seagrams with the heathens
and break the buzz, fuck the shavings
Collectin scratch for my savings before the day
for music, collaborate at a rate
Faster than the of sound to go thataway
No replicas, to us, I guess the job was left to us
To kick the phonics that kept you
And perkin, workin words, distributin
To livin in 'burbs cause they too petro
To to the ghetto
you, all we do is find you, wave and gave you a sack
Come back but watch 50, try to lift me
Off the tracks but we ain't offerin crack, bomb
No for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself
Move in stealth, wealth is
Pockets are
I make the I think hit even though some assume you hate it
I pass judgment the fuzz lit, take a shit
Just skit comin from the pit of Babylon
But powerful Alvatron
From the
Music is magical like a
Kept you on point in many sectors
On Elektra, make you Medgar Evers and James Evers
My skills from the heavens
I wish they sold at 7-11
I remember niggas wore Thriller jackets
And Starter and harder tactics
Had adopted and most of y'all mocked it
But put a sock in it (* gagging sound *) for a
I provide the funk and y'all with it
As I it, admit it, oh shit

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It's Del the Homosapien
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
That
Don't need cocaine fuckin the A
The plus the A from way back in the day
For mind expansion thoughts
I'm raw with savagery, the of all in vision
Wait, but isn't a good way to start?
art to cart scrill to kill Satan
Plans for gettin Daytons are tense
ends so I won't be a has-been (You know it)
The question you been Is Del that masked man?
Rollin our cities just rippin major venues
Like Houston like when I went to Houston
My father is from Texas, so next bust a rhyme for
I it was no hope, but no factors you formulate
me foster hatred and made me wanna make it
When I'm in the Bay say (Del, how you doin, man?)
I ain't no rap star that act hard, speak
I lyrics, freak lyrics, secrete lyrics
my spirits
Tyranny for all who of me
Bomb in a bong, my in a thong
On a beach a biatch named Bonbon
Called her on the Intercong, John Owens
Better known as Casual to y'all not
About flowin, your rhymes are all stolen
Another dip on the cause task force patrollin
But blunts too fat to measure
Mexico's treasure for pleasure
Resurrect tracks like from my childhood
Before it was such a hood
Knock on

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[ 3 ]
My are meaty
Let's call a treaty
And to it
I'm quick to do it, are
So much you can't kick it with my crew
Other when it's time to get blue?
(Shame on you)
I want me a girl intelligent
Doin shit and ain't too
Picture it, chillin backyard
Not trippin off niggas are to you
Jealousy, let's see
It's a lot of that in
It started when niggas started
And snortin hop, pop
I want the
But not the weak topics you are me
Del is free of
My mind bendin fragile and
I choose to underground like Fraggles
In I'm sure to win
While you bud I drink gin
It sinks in everyone 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 gather at a function, drink lager
And just bust of funk and flav
the slaves that are our ancestors
Would feel if we did that
Before we rap
Now it's children syntax
Ever since it on wax
And that's the facts, believe it, mislead it
And don't do the shit if you don't it
And that's real, you not be but I am
The gonna slap you in the face, so why scam?

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