Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever since my date, or my prenatal state
I was blessed with the gift to hate
fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And smash every lady at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but up
they'd slow the god up
But I ain't trippin' when I rip I'm
think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya
ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see slither slightly
Step inside the of Strange, sir, simply sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister irresistible twisted is this kiss the
I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Gates
Maudie's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me

It's no challenge, It's no at all
When you up the ball the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it ain't no a Yates

Lately been like fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, write in bold and plus caps
RAP
Cuz all tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch back much wackness
Flush that
Down with the gowns with the sounds for the
And not in a way
You can drown underground with the
When they gust shit
Oh so, low we stojo, and dough negro we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, over the of the industry
Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my
Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's will scrilla
Then your records until you break radio
Ain't nothing but estate
It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't awake
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 against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be though
But it ain't no stoppin' a

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