Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

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

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

I've been like fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, I'mma in bold and plus caps
RAP
Cuz all tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch does much wackness
Flush shit
Down with the gowns with the for the clowns
And not in a way
You can drown underground with the
When gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, and dough negro we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, over the head of the
Illustrate, with my and murders my ministry
the fate of my enemy, feel the weight of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's scrilla make
play your records until you break radio
Ain't nothing but estate
It's still a fake deal of mates who real awake
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can a Yates

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

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