Luyện nghe bài hát Vocal Artillery

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

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

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

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

They me Mister Antagonistic, drastic
Coming from a place where 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 strength of God my mission higher
They a liar dead, strung up with fishin' wire
The mystifier packin artillery
lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery
The in me, I'll make your block turn on one rhyme
like some nocturnal sunshine
The pioneer and his mixer
Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna spittin'
Painting pictures, even sisters 'cause
We take it like chiropractors
Actors on wax worse for real MC's
Who worth your while so search for me

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