Luyện nghe bài hát 31 Bumrush

My off the hook look, leaves my competitors
No matter groups you book, I still jam like Sam Cooke
Took a whole click out and had the man flippin'
Kickin' wicked to shit on niggaz with the writtens

Check my computer graphics, niggaz get they ass kicked
Quick if they try to like ashes, I'm never passive
As is, yo, you see the flow yo happened
Check out niggaz rappin'

The clap of the crowd be me love like Cupid
Loop it back, shit slams like I dished off to
My crew stay strapped with battle on cap
We to clap on chaps who make up half you sucker rap acts

I'm intact with facts, MC's compete with these treats
And Shawn JP with the beats,
Talents, balance, extraordinary
With the vocabulary, no buries

We know schematics on rapper's
a few can freak status, Artifacts techniques
Can freak from here to Dalls, you to clean up
Like Alice, shit's thick like smoke out the chalice

The weak we embarrass, no pity on your city
We either you live or have you taped in like MIDI, who?
The Brick City Committee through a nigga soundest
This round's for all our niggaz that didn't get yet

Ashes to ashes, to dust from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush we breeze through
You don't know, you need to the sound man
touch nothin' but the EQ

Ashes to ashes, dust to from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush crews we through
You don't know, you need to tell the man
Don't nothin' but the EQ

Deafenin' lethal weapon steppin' the props
Seekin' through your racks and peepin' all mall cops
In to win, tall like Paul Bunyan, the bass drummin'
Meanin' that the notty headed nigguz

Lights, camera, act like you bring the drama
I make it hotter than all of Atlanta, to act up
My Hooter ville upbringin' is upon ya son
Gunnin' for your the name of Tame One

Yo, eyes focused, lips ready to it
You'll choke on my skit, your dilemma is to
scripts, who's the winner takin' out all beginners?
In an instant, my style's and stain resistant

The E&J sipper blunt ripper flips your bitch ass
better effects, we go to war like George Lucas
Toucan Sam and we be the man simply put
Your twelve could barely make a foot

We got bombs, my momma me no when I was younger
But I told her, I don't cry on no shoulders, I'm a
Let me show ya, how we can rock a crowd like
Check the folder, we, go check it out right now

Now you got the scoop, check the Guess low
On the chest, still use the word fresh blessed
You see the structure, builder,
Bust another with the that I muster
Up touches you check the rhyme
Artifacts, One and MC El the Sensai

Ashes to ashes, dust to from off the back of the bus
The 31 crews we breeze through
You don't know, you to tell the sound man
Don't nothin' but the EQ

to ashes, dust to dust from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush crews we through
You don't know, you to tell the sound man
Don't touch but the EQ