Luyện nghe bài hát Uni - 4 - Orm

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

What the deal,
I'll set it off while my people you upside the head
With lead from my desert
how people treat you,
Ain't got no time for feelings
On I'm revealin 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 world is filled with idiots (what are you, and idiot? )
Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers that's kickin the illest

kass]

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

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

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

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

Canibus undisputed, but never rooted
I'm enough to throw a bullet faster than a gun can shoot 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 beat you to death a bar of soap wrapped in a towel
And while you is babblin,
My lyrics is
Like a
To stab you in the

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

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

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

Who want beef from
When we thump, your bump like a kerrigan
The veteran, better than sick
Take medicine, I can vic you
From the let him in
Keep locks on
Son, I think the on (with who? )
With the baby girl, yo, the bitch her pop's gone (for real? )
to creep, du
There's no need to sleep, du, I'm
Don't care about my where abouts, nigga, it don't you

[ras

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

Dutch boy, guard yo leg like I'm
Don't me,
pull sparsky,
He'll rip three of you in a heart beat
In the dark we see like owls, bats,
In a tree
to snipe that ass at warp speed
Launch
Mc's know what weak flows
We float and bounce on like a goddamn speed boat
So yo ass down, no doubt
Don't be hasty, me
Or you'll be diesel,
daisys

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