Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... understand
and what's about to happen
Das EFX in!!!

One: Das EFX

Well the super duper rhymer rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz forget it let it be or you'll regret it D
So it B... the D to the fuckin P
(Yo it's me the lyricist they fear in as you can see)
I be's the ultimate drop the ultra shit fuck the other
Biggety buttah shit is how we kid we runnin shit
Now who you fuckin is Diggey Das EFX'n
We flexin, cause kid we got this rhyme and took y'all

Aiyyo I figgety I rocket blow a nigga out the socket
Keep in mind to the dread, now they like my pocket, watch it
the rhyme fiend about a second from the crime scene
The boogie banger twisted off the green
a dime we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
King of my city, ask my Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to blow the
Diggity Das KRS East on lock

Two: Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll make you
So much platinum on my walls I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You think it ain't before a year and recordin
Now look we comin back and runnin shit like Michael Jordan
Accordin, to my in the sewer
Yo you a, corny nigga so we ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Kenny
I'm brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep vanishing
Scattering, it, styles don't be mattering
My pattern's amazing son like a Saddle and
Battling's a no-no, got more Fame than
I'm paid and still drips ya with a from my logo
So take your, style and Go-Go D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin on the East nigga

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Crazy Drayz's
I riggedy wreck it eryday, kick like fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, cause we get in it for the
For classes, yo KRS come get up in asses

What... I say, me follow me
my syllable syllable lyrical criminal
MC threats are minimal to my they just
whittle and whittle away, little and little to say
As they and paddle away, they say OK
But I chop ass up anyway
What's your handle I got mad MC upon a mantle
I got MC skin sandals
I light the mic up a candle, watch it melt
when I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't wear it
You oughts to just it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin that rara
Rockin mics you was googoo gaga to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS you was young you told your poppa
He slapped you in your head and UHH-UHH
But you didn't heed the
Now I'm in the place, now I'm your
Lookin at crew but they all broke out
they nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your motherfuckin
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!