Luyện nghe bài hát Uni - 4 - Orm

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

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

kass]

I'll let two-thirds of this nigga that's evaporate
Then I want jesus christ to
Fuck a nigga's card
I the deck and the dealer
monotomy, sodomoy is my commodity
I see one bitch-ass
Then my blow like the oddities
You t.v., I empty mc (nigga)
Record industry rule 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 right here]
{you a idiot, hip-hop's your over here}
So your motherfuckin hands in the air

Ya'll think I'm stupid,
But I my shit
Just dollar smoke that makes me wonder that robot bitch
Yo, watch
Got locked, try for the key,
You get popped in the face you're throwin fries up in hot greese
Rockness rips through toys
Got rappers jumpin through windshields like they boys
I told ya, this east-west is 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 faster 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 of a animal
That'll beat you to death with a bar of soap wrapped in a
And while you is babblin,
My lyrics is
Like a
To stab you in the

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

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

(hip-hop belongs to us soldiers here)
[you see, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right
{you stupid, hip-hop's your heart over
So your motherfuckin 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
Keep your on
Son, I think the on (with who? )
With the baby girl, yo, the bitch said her gone (for real? )
to creep, du
There's no need to sleep, du, I'm
Don't care about my abouts, nigga, it don't concern you

kass]

I got nigga's dividin faster than nerds at a calculus convention
See I school niggas, then I after-school niggas detention
a chinch to bag bitches now
But I remember they was when I was broke, I was good 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 besides yo chin
This spit like I was teething
Fuckin up more human than europeans

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

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