Luyện nghe bài hát Yoke The Joker

Yoke the
There are too many overnight but one
And too wacked who haven't paid dues
You now entered the path of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by you

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

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

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

Hot, wild, raw, whores' still
Check out this that I've
simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi social, never sloppy

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

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

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

Let's giddy up, yep yep, fuck up
Grab your microphone, battle time up
Any freestyle I see I prowl
I a new style, tell me about ooh chow

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

You ain't for the Freddy of rap
You kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicin' your life away, just like I might
I eat you the way, I'm rippin' shit right away

I treat ya a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a sure you can fly, just jump slut
You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order
You couldn't wet shit up in a motherfuckin' fight

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

The only way you would be gettin' dis jump a girlie
Is if your father would've bothered to it out early
You got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hiphop
If I see ya disagreein', you'll be gettin' your shit

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

would you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
"Y'know that kid Treach, I him out, he was no threat"
Because you I'm better than 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, then boringly ya
The proof is in the footin', my ain't wooden
It takes more an axe to tax, bless the children

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

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

Makin' other brothers go home and write shit
what I might get, then up and say "I quit"
Me here, got, oh, what a dawg
From you ain't in
Want paper plus a pen and tongue can do
the joker