Luyện nghe bài hát D&D Soundclash

Feel this, this
in the house
Brooklyn's in the

S-T, supreme teacher, you like a preacher
Seat you down, make you pay close attention to my
My aura illuminates, the snakes who lay awake
Lovin' to hate but we elevate

Massagin' the brain, utilize the contained
Through the of my circumference and how to maintain
Some I walk with the understanding, build cypher
Charles Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya

Ignite the marijuana, roll a from Havana
Santana, smokin' in the Coco Cabana
Or in the sauna, after my Calisthenics
metrics, reversin' the hex, cursin' the sexist

Accepting my blessings, my lessons
Take my dog's
he told me keep my smith and Wesson
For protection, the streets is and they testin'
They know when you're and when you're representin'

not where you be or how you be
Or who you be or you got
sounds, grounds is hot
We comin' through, we tidal waves in rap shit
Now how you be, now who you be and you be?

You wanna get the brothers, that's the illest
The microphone sex with my lyrics
Hit shit off, first is doggy style
No ejaculation, last for a while

Flippin' and turnin' and splittin' it, all type
Grabbin' and and yokin' it, all type of missions
Crazy, nah, I'm not that of brother
My verses, when they out in the streets, they carry

I heard you're drippin', your rap style got
of nations, look at this, it's here, yo
Seven days around the clock ass all in the
I know you it, I do too, love the cheese, yo

But is hip hop, stop it, go make a porno
Not player hatin', on the mic I'm player
Nobody it, whole eons change to Zeniths
I bounce styles sexual, plus I'm intellectual

Thoughts to physical, I keep it spiritual
I got the motts, you bust the dutch, I got the
I sit back on tracks and let it flow

this, feel this
Brooklyn's in the
in the house

I you agony, agony, agony, you wanna rump with me?
Constantly, constantly, constantly a phonta leaf
You know it's when you gettin' stomped losin' teeth
Because you and ain't got no claims to the street

the type to get shot and go explain to the cops
Come to court day, make sure a nigga get locked
But I thought you had that big glock that you bust a lot
Then why my nigga's sittin' up in that little cell

I'm tellin' ya, ock, the world is a spot for
who hid-ate, do anything to get the pid-apes
Love to see me down and out, in my mouth
Steez all out, tied up in my house

Can I live and give, take my team on sprees?
Twistin out skeeze out of custom drop-top
You know the pedigrees, stay blowin' the dick
B.G.S. is the squad, the dice stay on the six

Nuff of dem still in di of dry bones
Dem ah search dem seven seas, dem, ah, throw and stone
M-mh, dey melt like snow cone
Da minute di countdown say dis ah di showdown

Well, some ah dem ah star, dem love car
Dem at war and a blur, dem nah reach far
But nuff ah dem ah bafoon, dem ah
Cartoon, dem nah put out no conscious

warn dem, if dem nah listen, so we scorn dem
We steer far from dem
I know we are kings and we love nice things
But we not sell out fi no ring

Yo, I got da Lord in ah mi
So any which mi come, mi ah go shine
me, we don't fear nothin
So don't boost up yourself like you are gon' do me

Mi turn dem off like mi of mi light
Jah di better part of mi life