Luyện nghe bài hát Town To Town

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They say that guys finish last, but I'm the leader
Drinkin liters of with the heathens
Misbehave and break the buzz, 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, step to us, I the job was left to us
To kick the that kept you buzzed
And perkin, workin words, distributin
To niggas in 'burbs cause they too petro
To come to the
Mind you, all we do is find you, wave and gave you a
Come back but watch 50, they try to me
Off the tracks but we ain't offerin crack, bomb
No for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself
in stealth, wealth is accumulated
Pockets are
I make the shit I think hit even some assume you hate it
I pass judgment the fuzz lit, take a shit
Just another comin from the pit of Babylon
But powerful like
From the
Music is magical a leprechaun
Kept you on point in different sectors
On Elektra, make you Medgar Evers and James Evers
My sent from the heavens
I wish they Maddog at 7-11
I remember when niggas wore Thriller
And Starter and harder tactics
Had been and most of y'all mocked it
But put a in it (* gagging sound *) for a minute
I provide the funk and y'all rock it
As I spit it, admit it, oh

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It's Del the Homosapien
Goin from town to town to town and just makin
Reach out and hands
With the and they love it

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No technical difficulties or faultiness, you me with
plain-Jane-no-game-insane-to-the-brain
Don't need fuckin with the A
The A-Pluster the A from way back in the day
For mind enhancing thoughts
I'm raw with savagery, the of all in vision
Wait, but this 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 through our just rippin major venues
Like Houston like when I went to Houston
My father is from Texas, so bust a rhyme for times
I felt it was no hope, but no you formulate
Made me hatred and made me wanna make it
I'm in the Bay niggas say (Del, how you doin, man?)
I ain't no rap star that act hard, speak
I leak lyrics, freak lyrics, lyrics
my spirits
Tyranny for all who of me
in a bong, my feet in a thong
On a beach with a named Bonbon
Called her on the Intercong, John Owens
Better known as Casual to not knowin
About flowin, cause rhymes are all stolen
dip on the strip cause task force patrollin
But rollin too fat to measure
Mexico's national treasure for
Resurrect tracks this from my childhood
Before it was a wild hood
on wood

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My are meaty
Let's a peace treaty
And to it
I'm to do it, are you?
So much funk you can't kick it with my
Other than when it's time to get
(Shame on you)
I want me a girl that's
Doin and ain't too belligerent
it, chillin backyard barbecue
Not off what niggas are to you
Jealousy, well see
It's a lot of in Oakland
It started when niggas started
And hop, fuck pop
I the melodies
But not the topics you are selling me
Del is free of
My bendin fragile and frazzled
I choose to underground like Fraggles
In I'm sure to win
you smoke bud I drink gin
It in while everyone else act on it
I on it but not too far from redrum
Don't me, I'm not a pussy
I wish we could gather at a function, drink some
And just hymns of funk and flav
the slaves that are our ancestors
Would feel blessed if we did
we hear rap
Now it's children syntax
Ever it been on wax
And that's the facts, believe it, mislead it
And don't do the if you don't need it
And real, you might not be but I am
The truth's gonna you in the face, so why scam?

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