Luyện nghe bài hát Uni - 4 - Orm

I pulverize mc's and 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 cause internal bleeding
I'm the baddest motherfucker, above average
With alien deoxyribonucleic
A spore, with meatphors of all sorts
So fly I need a pass just to walk

What the deal,
set it off while my people beat you upside the head
With lead from my desert
Fuck how treat you,
Ain't got no for your feelings
On tracks I'm revealin the facts that be in
A book, cause black niggas don't read
Got me thinking bout my sister and my new-born
See this world is filled with idiots (what are you, and )
Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers that's kickin the illest

kass]

I'll let two-thirds of this nigga water evaporate
Then I want christ to evacuate
pullin a nigga's card
I the deck and the dealer
monotomy, sodomoy is my commodity
I see one nigga
my head blow 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 [], ruck {}, 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 hands in the air

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

Canibus remains undisputed, but rooted
I'm strong enough to throw a bullet than a gun can shoot it
So if you try to me face-to-face,
I'll bring your career to a stop quicker anti-lock brakes
Look (look) inside the mind of a
beat you to death with a bar of soap wrapped in a towel
And while you is babblin,
My lyrics is
a javelin
To you in the abdomen

Chorus: (), ras kass [], ruck {}, 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 your motherfuckin hands in the air

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

Who beef from vegetarian?
When we thump, your knees bump like a
The veteran, better sick crews
Take medicine, I can vic you
the crib'll let him in
Keep your on
Son, I think the on (with who? )
With the baby girl, yo, the bitch said her pop's (for real? )
to creep, du
There's no to sleep, du, I'm nocturnal
Don't care about my abouts, nigga, it don't concern you

kass]

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

Dutch boy, guard yo leg I'm barkley
start me,
I'll sparsky,
rip apart three of you in a heart beat
In the we see like owls, bats, vampires
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 slow yo ass down, no
Don't be hasty, me
Or you'll be diesel,
Bench-pressin

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