Luyện nghe bài hát Yoke The Joker

Yoke the
are too many overnight MC's but one
And too many who haven't paid 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
Take that ass to the point you have to ask for ass back
A fuckin' joker smoker, by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I 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 no punk, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I don't scare chief
The reason I called you 'pussy' you are what you eat, each

Look is a little closer to the centre of a
speak when I am talkin', this is my fuckin' sho-op
How dare you even try me? you know you be funky, while
You're backstage doin' mother, ugh, doggystyle

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

See silly slappin' suckers, saps and slouchers
Straps slammin' stouch, mackin' mass is savvy
We see so, so and some shots, so
steppin' separate, start slowly, go solo

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

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

Let's up, yep yep, another fuck up
Grab your microphone, time shown up
Any freestyle I see while I
I dial a new style, tell me ooh chow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
I bored and ignored ya, then floored ya
The is in the footin', my collar ain't wooden
It takes than an axe to tax, bless the children

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

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

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