Luyện nghe bài hát Trés Fly

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

Well I'm the Tallisman who I am.
brother with the curls & the year round tan make the sucka rappers scram when I rocks the jam.
Drive the ladies crazy like a box of pecans.
I'm a you hop cause I'm more hip than popotamus.
Lyrics flow from a lyrical well that is bottomless unlike ya mom's & spot ya papa hits.
I'm watching yas play ya selves like nintendo 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 no funds or beats with no drums.
Mic check 2's with no check 1's or ladders with on rungs or alleys with no bums greasy spoons with no scums
skies with no suns better yet Sanfords with no sons or with no strums or jokes with no puns.
Or with no moms or math with no sums or bubbles with no gums Attillas with no Huns
with no guns better yet cops with no guns or kisses with no tongues man it just would be no fun man
It just would be no fun man and that jam would be done in Bum ditty bum bum bum bum
T. Luv-Ski you kick a rhyme one time for me.

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

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

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

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

the "T dot L-U-V 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!