Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever my cradle date, or my prenatal state
I was with the gift to disable hate
With takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, them I'ma ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but up
Wishin' they'd the god up
But I trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
They think I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, a nice key, to get ya hyphy
ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slightly
inside the surface of Strange, sir, simply sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister irresistible 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
Maudie's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, me Yates

no challenge, It's no challenge at all
When you up the ball against the low
The low average, 'em, toetag '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 caps
RAP
Cuz all tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch does back wackness
Flush that
Down with the with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a way
You can drown underground the pounds
they gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we flow
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, over the head of the
Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my
Seal the of my enemy, feel the weight of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc will scrilla make
Then play your records until you radio
nothing but real estate
It's still a fake of mates who ain't real awake
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can a Yates

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

I can keep my head, while everybody theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start debate
I'm all arsenal friend, we the median like, you me in
of bein' with the intermediate
Faded on bullshit, the whole medium
I done ran inside my
I done out-rapped Christmas
So why in the hell would I
If I do, I'm being Ezale
Front line level, untamed,
all this shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' snoozer
My brain is 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 than Rangers
But why the Zachary? No leashes, I'm free sucker
No reachin' no knee deep into
Like a comprehension of
Revisit them when you wanna that real wizard (?)
Young and timeless, science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I