Luyện nghe bài hát Uni - 4 - Orm

I mc's and blow up mics
From corner 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, average
With alien acid
A spore, with meatphors of all sorts
So fly I need a port just to walk

What the deal,
I'll set it off my people beat you upside the head
With lead from my desert
how people treat you,
Ain't got no time for feelings
On tracks I'm revealin the that be concealed in
A book, cause most black niggas don't
Got me thinking my sister and my new-born seed
See this world is filled idiots (what are you, and idiot? )
Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers that's kickin the shit

kass]

I'll let two-thirds of this that's 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 bitch-ass
Then my blow like the oddities
You emtpy t.v., I mc (nigga)
Record industry rule numers one, two, and
run it,
Niggas run in it,
me

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

(hip-hop belongs to us over here)
[nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas here]
{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 makes me wonder like that robot bitch
Yo, this
Got locked, try for the key,
You get popped in the like you're throwin fries up in hot greese
Rockness rips straight through
Got rappers jumpin through windshields like they duke
I told ya, this east-west is bullfit like a
Philly's wherever I go until I trial, yo

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

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

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

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

Who want beef vegetarian?
When we thump, your knees bump a kerrigan
The veteran, better than sick
Take medicine, I can vic you
the crib'll let him in
Keep 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 abouts, nigga, it don't concern you

[ras

I got nigga's heads dividin faster than nerds at a calculus
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 down them bitche's (uh-huh)
Like say (you'll get the bobway...)
So say when
You got anything to get off your chest yo chin
This nigga spit like I was
Fuckin up human beings than europeans

Dutch boy, yo leg like I'm barkley
start me,
I'll sparsky,
rip apart three of you in a heart beat
In the dark we see like owls, bats,
In a large
Ready to that ass at warp speed
Launch
Mc's know what they flows
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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