Luyện nghe bài hát Vocal Artillery

Oh yeah, people
we go
Party people, the house
Ya'll want more?
Ya'll want some
Let me hear ya say
Let me hear ya say 'hell

Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my cannon
Bustin from Okinawa, Japan to Canyon
Swallow flows, we turning like tires
Mellow lyrics be burning like brush fires
vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of me
Stop and freeze MC's, I block
True philosophies from the of black Socrates
The pocket-penciler in your
Killing MC's who bit from my vernacular
I can it
The ill we occupy
No lullaby, got you high, when I a fly
Verse, for my people, let me slow
Give a heave-ho, and your cerebral
System, Cut Chemist grip the
Tuna the group debater
We you duplicators

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like

I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's that

They call me Antagonistic, drastic
Coming from a place where these cops get their assed
The last unified was the cornerstone
But now a lyric pistol to the is how we warn a clone
alone, the strength of God makes my mission higher
They found a liar dead, strung up fishin' wire
The mystifier vocal artillery
lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery
The cool in me, make your block turn on one rhyme
Electrifying some nocturnal sunshine
The planetary and his mixer
Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna spittin'
Painting pictures, even sisters adapt
We take it back chiropractors
Actors on wax make worse for MC's
Who worth your while so search for me

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's that