Luyện nghe bài hát Uni - 4 - Orm

I pulverize and blow up mics
From street corner cyphers to web sites
run up on you and set it for no reason
My flows are like body-blows that cause bleeding
Cause I'm the motherfucker, above average
With alien acid
A blood spore, meatphors of all sorts
So fly I need a pass port to walk

What the deal,
I'll set it off while my people beat you upside the
lead from my desert eagle
Fuck how people you,
Ain't got no time for your
On tracks I'm the facts that be concealed in
A book, cause most black don't read
Got me thinking my sister and my new-born seed
See this world is with idiots (what are you, and idiot? )
Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers kickin the illest shit

kass]

I'll let of this nigga that's water evaporate
Then I want christ to evacuate
Fuck pullin a nigga's
I want the and the dealer
monotomy, sodomoy is my commodity
I see one nigga
Then my blow like the oddities
You t.v., I empty mc (nigga)
Record industry numers one, two, and three
run it,
Niggas run in it,
me

Break: rock (), ras kass [], {}, all

(hip-hop to us soldiers over here)
[nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right
{you a idiot, hip-hop's heart over here}
So throw your motherfuckin in the air

Ya'll must I'm stupid,
But I know my
Just dollar smoke that makes me like that robot bitch
Yo, this
Got locked, try for the key,
You get in the face like you're throwin fries up in hot greese
rips straight through toys
Got rappers jumpin through windshields like they boys
I told ya, this east-west is bullfit a pablo's
wherever I go until I blow trial, yo

Canibus undisputed, but never rooted
I'm strong enough to throw a bullet faster than a gun can it
So if you try to me face-to-face,
I'll bring career to a stop quicker than anti-lock brakes
Look (look) inside the mind of a
That'll you to death with a bar of soap wrapped in a towel
And you niggas is babblin,
My lyrics is
a javelin
To stab you in the

rock (), ras kass [], ruck {}, all

(hip-hop to us soldiers over here)
[nah, hip-hop belongs to us right here]
{you a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over
So throw your hands in the air

(hip-hop belongs to us soldiers here)
[you see, hip-hop to us niggas right here]
{you stupid, hip-hop's heart over here}
So throw your hands in the air

Who beef from vegetarian?
we thump, your knees bump like a kerrigan
The veteran, than sick crews
your medicine, I can vic you
From the let him in
your locks on
Son, I think the plot's on (with )
the baby girl, yo, the bitch said her pop's gone (for real? )
to creep, du
There's no to sleep, du, I'm nocturnal
Don't care about my where abouts, nigga, it concern you

kass]

I got nigga's heads dividin faster than nerds at a convention
See I school niggas, then I niggas like detention
a chinch to bag bitches now
But I remember they was dissin when I was broke, I was for nothing
But now I'm good for nuttin them bitche's throats (uh-huh)
rock say (you'll get the bobway...)
So say when
You got anything to get off chest besides yo chin
This nigga spit like I was
Fuckin up more human beings europeans

Dutch boy, guard yo leg I'm barkley
start me,
I'll sparsky,
He'll rip apart three of you in a heart
In the dark we see like owls, bats,
In a large
Ready to snipe that ass at speed
torpedos
Mc's know what they flows
We and bounce on tracks like a goddamn speed boat
So yo ass down, no doubt
be hasty, face me
Or you'll be diesel,
Bench-pressin

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