Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever since my cradle date, or my state
I was blessed with the gift to disable
With fatal takes on the mic is my halo break
And smash every workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya low but shot up
Wishin' they'd the god up
But I trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya
Dick ya wifey, for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slightly
Step inside the of Strange, sir, simply sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister twisted is this kiss the toes
I'ma kick ya if one of ya pricks oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark Ollie Gates
great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me Yates

It's no challenge, It's no at all
When you up the against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it no stoppin' a Yates

Lately I've been fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, I'mma write in bold and caps
RAP
Cuz all tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff does back much wackness
that shit
Down with the gowns the sounds for the clowns
And not in a way
You can drown underground the pounds
When they that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we though
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, over the head of the
Illustrate, with my mouth and my ministry
the fate of my enemy, feel the weight of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's will scrilla
Then play your records you break radio
Ain't but real estate
It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't real
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape can kill a Yates

It's no challenge, It's no at all
When you up the ball the low average
The low average, 'em, toetag 'em
I'ma let you be though
But it no stoppin' a Yates

I can my head, while everybody losin' theirs
No Marcus, I you, don't start this debate
I'm all arsenal friend, we the median like, you me in
Tired of bein' the intermediate
Faded on bullshit, control the whole
I done ran inside my
I done out-rapped Christmas
So why in the would I fail?
If I do, I'm just Ezale
Front line level, untamed,
After all shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for that snoozer
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I get worked
So my verses hurts when they me to kill 'em
I'm Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker than Power Rangers
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm sucker
No reachin' no knee deep into
a comprehension of lines
Revisit them when you wanna that real wizard (?)
Young and timeless, elite science, prominent and
And beat them beats to meet and but I conscience