Luyện nghe bài hát Ear Drums Pop(Remix)

Affiliation like, Peoples

your ear drums pop, pop, pop
Watch ear drums pop, pop
Got this rap locked

Planet Asia, ain't a thing changed
Changed, changed,

The of melodic torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, respected
So gimmie mines and your death wish
Dead at the throat floatin' with your neck slit
Be gone, I'm way
My mind shines harder than necklace
I violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, the track, annihilate the sequel

Trigger-happy, to earn to stripe like it was just put on
Initiation means death, burn the mic, now meet your
If the shot's rusted, hot for all you block busters
Duck it, you're fuckin' the spot rushers
Bustin' brand new artillery cocked

Straight out the metal shop to you up close
Dead on the spot, goes your manhood
Mad Max, Terror Dome for canned goods
Blaze you the heat, destroy my conscience with the backward
Easin' up ain't in the plans, I leave MCs no stands
I'll conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans labeled it

Iriscience,
MC
Rakaa you don't rhyme

Aiyyo, we hit it and we hit it the nightclubs
We hit it like Pitt did it to Fight Club
I love it and live it, if you it, then come and get it
I'm like Show and AG or Alomar, how I it
It's the highly-developed, well-equipped,
You're a target if soft, pastel or delicate
I'm 'cause everything goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a class traveler

Spell-the-name-right.com, check the
Like could check the date on a dime from satellites
I move like Coltrane, pushin' the blue
my name, style Fatal like Hussein
With Planet Asia, Defari and
Phil Tha Ag and Ev deliver the weather
Joey Chavez and a butcher named Dilated
Now take that shit to the lab

Man,
From L.A. and it's

They wanna jack who step up and I'll
Invade and face the of a twelve gauge pump
Yo chump, I'm not that guy, my name's
I with the fo' sho' logo, the open eye
Dilated, heavy rotated, Golden
So dream of the sound that me and Ev created
Everybody wanna be rhymin' with two feet
That's like a cripple man in lane five at the track

You wishin' on a but you lookin' at the sun
I be the one who it so serious, it's more than fun
Pro sport with a bottle of Crown and of Guiness
The ink fill up the paper in a of minutes
Whether from Brooklyn or Venice, I with mental fitness
Takin' out you suckers and you know how I did this
So quit it, quit the nonsense, you harmless
Leave the hip hop and get your fix from a pharmacy

Everlastin' [Incomprehensible]
Ford brings the devastating mic control

I read the New and gave it up for Lent
All the places I just to pay my rent
Used to me bent on a ritual daily
Cock my hammer, spit a Comet Haley
I'll buck a three-eighty on ones that act
I'm original Grady, check my Sanford, Son

You know, you ain't the one rep pecker wood status
I'll that ass, keep your eyes on the floor
you comin' here for, son, you know the law
Let's it back to the house, slide off your blouse
Lift up your and expose your panties
For the to see, you can't rep it like me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist,
Scandalous, masacous, never miss
You must be or just plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I come
like that

Crescent Heights, get the name
You know my mothafuckin'

Yo, yo, Phil Tha Agony, a superhero creatin'
Analyze this like DeNiro with your air-tight vacuum lungs
Got your ass [Incomprehensible]
Chewin gum, bitin' tongue, bleedin'
What is it you're really needin'?
Is it fresh air to breathin', a bank account so of cheese in
Take into consideration with every situation that you're
the operation

What's the
Who the label work, who does the paper work?
Who's the president behind the desk, the best
Too many fake artists, ignoramusses
Gettin' famous-es, to steal my whole name in this
why every move is documented
It's the unprecedented rhymes I invented
R-rated, Phil Tha and Dilated
Crescent Heights, we're your height, violated

76 born lyricist
got another sound mission

Yo y'all, my shit is
A clock with no hands, a hourglass with no
My span's been written before anyone cloths or ribbon
I've their path but what I've said just passed
The lab back, that's why I feel like I've been chose
To rise to occasions with hits Pete Rose

Speak to myself but I say when
No allowed, sketch my letters in pen
Permanent ink, unleaded gas tank to drink
Open all flows in perfect in sync
chaos, mass confusion
You just the playoffs, yo, my team's not losin'

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