Luyện nghe bài hát Yoke The Joker

Yoke the
are too many overnight MC's but one
And too many wacked who haven't dues
You have now entered the of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will do, by terminatin' you

I can snap, rap, pack, click, clack, patter, pat, pat
that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fuckin' smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's I would've turned out a shogun

Smack the any and all talk, I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losin' is small
I ain't no punk, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I scare chief
The reason I called you 'pussy' you are what you eat, each

Look is a closer to the centre of a blowpipe
Don't speak when I am talkin', is my fuckin' sho-op
How dare you try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
You're smilin' backstage doin' mother, ugh,

Hot, wild, raw, whores' suave
out this style that I've
Soul simulated, from a stocky
Semi social, never seem

See silly suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
Straps slammin' stouch, mackin' this is savvy
We see so, so songs and shots, so
Snaps steppin' separate, start slowly, go

Set the cassette stereo, diffin'
Stood the Sagittarian, marriage is a system
the joker, three times over
And owe her, go the flow or I'm about to yoke a joker

All that straight shit like your heart had been thru
Smile and your face somethin' the fuck to do
ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly, wrinkled faced bastard
Someone to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards

giddy up, yep yep, another fuck up
Grab microphone, battle time shown up
Any freestyle I see while I
I dial a new style, me about ooh chow

Another victory, mystery
I smoke your skull, brain'll come blistery
All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, he
Get the things he needs? how blistery?

You ain't ready for the of rap
You can't kill me, I into your dreams, you feel me
your life away, just like I might today
I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin' shit away

I treat ya a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a [Incomprehensible] sure you can fly, jump slut
You think you say a rhyme, then someone might order like
You wet shit up in a motherfuckin' water fight

All luck y'all, look at the y'all
So proud I'm sure, suck my
Swingin' a bolo, flow goes solo
I'll smoke ya, it's time to yoke the

The only way you be gettin' dis jump like a girlie
Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out
You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of
If I see ya disagreein', you'll be gettin' your dropped

It's extended version, the side you can't fuck
get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I'm of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a rhymer, tell my chances are sky high

Never you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
"Y'know kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better that on my worst day
Takin' competition's I do in the worst way

Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I ya
I bored and ignored ya, boringly floored ya
The proof is in the footin', my collar wooden
It takes than an axe to tax, bless the children

Physically, facially, made to be
Crazily or G, what a fuckin' way to be
Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand
This smack that attract the new game plan

Eat your big beef, the rest, test
Shit, I was yet, then go to the next step
That's I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I

other brothers wanna go home and write shit
Bite I might get, then up and say "I quit"
Me here, got, oh, a beautiful dawg
you ain't in amazin'
Want some paper plus a pen and can do
the joker