Luyện nghe bài hát Vocal Artillery

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

Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my oral
Bustin from Okinawa, to Laurel Canyon
flows, we turning like plush tires
Mellow intros lyrics be burning like fires
vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens your of testing me
Stop and freeze MC's, I atrocities
philosophies from the lips of black Socrates
The pocket-penciler in your
Dracula MC's who bit from my vernacular
I can it
The ill we occupy
No lullaby, got you high, I rock a fly
Verse, for my people, let me slow
Give a heave-ho, and your cerebral
System, Cut Chemist the fader
With Tuna the group
We you duplicators

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

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

They call me Antagonistic, drastic
Coming from a place these cops get their assed kicked
The last trick was the cornerstone
But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we a clone
Born alone, the of God makes my mission higher
They found a liar dead, strung up fishin' wire
The mystifier packin artillery
Making lovely word like Chuck Woolery
The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one
Electrifying like some nocturnal
The planetary pioneer and his
Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna scriptures
pictures, even sisters adapt 'cause
We take it like chiropractors
Actors on wax make worse for MC's
Who worth your while so search for me

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