Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever since my cradle date, or my prenatal
I was blessed with the to disable hate
With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo
And every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I the squad up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya low but shot up
Wishin' slow the god up
But I ain't trippin' when I rip I'm
They think 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 if ya see somethin' slither slightly
Step the surface 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 nose if one of ya pricks
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Ollie
Maudie's great, estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me 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've been like fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, write in bold and plus caps
RAP
Cuz all these tough cats really have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch 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
they gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, over the of the industry
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 scrilla make
Then play your records you break radio
Ain't nothing but real
It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't 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 against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it ain't no a Yates

I can my head, while everybody 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' with the
Faded on bullshit, control the whole
I ran inside my meniscus
I done out-rapped Christmas
So why in the hell would I
If I do, I'm being Ezale
line level, untamed, unchained
After all shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' snoozer
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get
So my hurts when 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 into mine
Like a of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear real wizard (?)
Young and timeless, elite science, and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I