Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever my cradle date, or my prenatal state
I was blessed with the to disable hate
With takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And smash every lady workin' at Strange, them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, them pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but up
Wishin' slow the god up
But I ain't trippin' I rip I'm twitchin'
They think I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I be, this a nice key, to get ya hyphy
Dick ya wifey, for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange, sir, simply
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister irresistible twisted is this the toes
I'ma ya nose if one of ya pricks 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, no challenge at all
When you up the ball the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be though
But it ain't no a Yates

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

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

I can my head, while everybody losin' theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start this
I'm all arsenal friend, we the like, you feedin' me in
Tired of bein' with the
Faded on bullshit, control the whole
I ran inside 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 on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' that
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get
So my verses when they send me to kill 'em
I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it than Power Rangers
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm free
No reachin' no knee deep mine
a comprehension of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear that real (?)
Young and timeless, science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to and greet but I conscience