Luyện nghe bài hát Trés Fly

It's the "T dot dash 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 you know I keep it real!

I'm the Tallisman that's who I am.
Short brother the curls & the year round tan make the sucka rappers scram when I rocks the jam.
Drive the ladies crazy nuts 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 & that spot ya hits.
I'm watching yas play ya selves like then go anonymous.
I'm on top of this rocking kids fun.

A jam without T-Luv be bug like burgers with no buns or weekends with no funds or beats 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 with no sons or guitars with no strums or jokes with no puns.
Or kids with no moms or math with no sums or bubbles no gums Attillas with no Huns
Guerillas with no guns better yet cops with no guns or kisses 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. won't you kick a rhyme one time for me.

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

You see love.
It's T. Luv that you speak of that you of That you seek 'cause
I freak my beat's 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 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 tracks & improve tracks if ya crew's wack then back
Move leave tracks do that! believephat
We be rap True dat I hip-hop but you knew that
Already it's not deadly but very very dearly I hold this micra
Very clearly rhymes travel through ya cypha rhymes give ta
Verbal with agility ain't no containment facilities
Able to restrain me or my abilities habitually
I grab a mic & pick a style now will it be?

The fat one or the one? once I had a wack one
But that one through ya entire crew then it surpassed 'em
& attacked 'em then it blast 'em left you with spasms
& knew what happened except for me & UNIT-e
& we was laughing & laughing & laughing & laughing.

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