Luyện nghe bài hát Trés Fly

It's the "T dot dash S-K-I"
Came to the spot my flow's ill plus Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I will convey my skills then chill you know I it real!

I'm the Tallisman that's who I am.
Short brother with the curls & the year round tan make the sucka scram when I rocks the jam.
Drive the ladies crazy nuts a box of pecans.
I'm a make you hop cause I'm more hip popotamus.
Lyrics flow from a lyrical that is bottomless unlike ya mom's & that spot ya papa hits.
I'm watching yas play ya selves like then go anonymous.
I'm on top of rocking kids having fun.

A jam without T-Luv be bug like burgers with no buns or weekends with no or beats with no drums.
Mic 2's with no check 1's or ladders with on rungs or alleys with no bums greasy spoons with no scums Blue
skies with no suns better yet Sanfords with no or guitars with no strums or jokes with no puns.
Or kids with no or math with no sums or bubbles with no gums Attillas with no Huns
Guerillas with no guns better yet cops with no guns or with no tongues man it just would be no fun man
It just be no fun man and that jam would be done in Bum ditty bum ditty bum bum bum
T. won't you kick a rhyme one time for me.

the "T dot L-U-V dash S-K-I"
Came to rock the spot my ill plus Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I convey my skills then chill you know I keep it real!

You see love.
It's T. Luv you speak of that you dream of That you seek 'cause
I freak stuff my beat's rough my that my crew's steeze plush Mc'z
You love? I be love manifested physically plus exquisitely silky lyrical wizardry make you feel shivery
Mc'z left in misery defeated quite quickly trickily I rock my rhynes I rock my rhymes they right on time trickily.

But forget that enough of that I bless tracks caress & improve tracks if ya crew's wack then step back
Move back tracks do that! believephat
We be rap True dat I mean hip-hop but you that
Already it's not deadly but very nearly very dearly I this micra
clearly rhymes travel through ya cypha rhymes give life ta
Verbal arrangements with agility ain't no containment
Able to restrain me or my linguistical habitually
I grab a mic & pick a style now which it be?

The fat one or the PHAT one? I had a wack one
But that one bounced through ya crew then it surpassed 'em
& attacked 'em then it 'em left you with back spasms
& nobody what happened except for me & UNIT-e
& we was simply laughing & laughing & & laughing.

It's the "T dot dash S-K-I"
Came to the spot my flow's ill plus Trs Fly
So may I? O.K. I will convey my skills then you know I keep it real!