Luyện nghe bài hát Vomitspit

It's the beat, he hear it in his sleep
Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can at them rhymes
Real rhymes, not your everyday
Even when ribs were touchin swallowed the ham

He'd rather eat a sandwich salad
It might need salt like your mans bland
A lot of stuff happens that the news tell yous
all L juice, snooze all hell loose

Rake it, take it the good, the bad, the ugly
it rollin through your hood in the caddy buggy
Butter softy, leather flossy, juggy
Always threw me off she told me, Daddy, funk me

I'm anywho's
walkin all out in street without any shoes
I guess better than some funky socks
You need to get her some skips she catch the monkey pocks

Instead she to hear the beatbox
Take pills and fake krills as sheetrock
it, bring it back to your laboratory
While he's in his oratory, glorious like a story

The is like Jason
They told the place not to let the basket case in
He could be some of wacko
for the chance to heat the pipes like a crack hoe

He in, blessed be the Lord
Who believe any mess then read up on the board
If so I got for the low, low
Same bitch a go dry snitchin to the

Yeah, orange peal for the hotel
Feel like I been gone over a year, came home to old gear
It was the shit I first scooped it
At least I get to sit out in New York and curse,

the fifth, sip wine stiffly
Patiently up and be spiffy in a jiffy
Gift for the grind, mind shifty
Swift with the nine through a nine fifty

Well edjumacated, he heard it when he
In deep data, had her hate the plata
Dedicated skater who keeps data
Sage self medicated and sleep later

effects is similar to sugar pill
Whoever go on the mic he put a bugger ill
And made his exit on some calm
Begged him on the regular for kegs of more