Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the other terrain, we mash for the cream
to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I you heard of me
You probably know some bitch who wanna murder me
Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the microphone
Look, I ya, bash ya skull
Fucky Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz talk about killin and get to it
Fuck the yappin, be to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the
Niggaz better get up off that bullshit
Caught up in the gettin way too slick
See em at the shows bout to rock they off
Gettin they fucked up cause they block is soft
As for terror, I the best of MC's
Look, Mally G trippin off these indo trees
About to murder label's but mercy us
Def Squad prophesize like the Perseus
degrees to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off with just one
One rhyme... one rhyme... one rhyme
I don't give a fuck I em with just one rhyme
Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's
My time to shine and I'm still payin
And I'ma be famous on rap or the news, motherfucker
I tell you nothin but the real it's
tight up in the struggle to get this fuckin meal, why?
Niggaz act so I shift a long
three tri three chrome, it's the same ol
I seen the shades and the from afar Pah
But hold up do you who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the is on
You it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome piece that I
Remember fuck and catch a Mack to your back

Who the fuck I be I, you see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand
I'm time, giving MC's Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin
I drop noise employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime fine
a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until
you start to quiver, metabolism splits
I rock so many broads I leave your tender
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for quarters
raw water sons to grandaughters
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear,
Antidotes cause in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in rodeo
My roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin national state buildings with high ceilings
Funk Doc to the spot
Creepin on MC's like in army fatigues
Def Squad
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you

Hey yo once a crack head, always a head
You have no all that shit you talk is dead
As sex drugs and violence, the scales of reality
Y'all don't no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced
Niggaz shit to me (word up)
You niggaz always got somethin smart to say
And probably can't even TWA
My crew is like police pull up and anywhere (ERRRRR)
Jump out and get it on right and there (whassup whassup??)
is pussy and ways and actions show it
Most of y'all dead, and don't even know it
And Def L.O.D. for life (word up, yeah fuck your life)
Act I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife

Aiyyo, you just the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Keith Murray, the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Cossell
First up to the ring the Last Boy Scout
Lord Have For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta

Two one two, I'm life as a rugged MC
I step up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches be me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin out the frame
Because I'm
I'm well known like Keith and my boy Reggie Noble
get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like
I stroke like a butterfly, sting a bee
Yo I Them All like my man Mally G
Whip a ass for free
And makin he see visions of me
Rampage the of the town
The stalker of New York that fucks up the (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the Future Flavors
My technique I freak seven a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Leap
I'm brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert
Those who got no publishing they to get jerked (no doubt)
a hundred percent, I down what I invent
Rap be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the to make a comeback
That shit is wack, fade and never come back

For now and forever, it's the, that men do
Mental, my inner center
Frosted froze inventor, inventor
Invader, evacuate I collapse your
Straights and lose
You're splits two times, for intruders, for these
My maneuvers, drop like
Illegal, Lethal, like Gibson's
Splittin blessings, with three
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin the
For you mindless, niggaz I spineless
Or lay back recliners, as inject jewels
As flesh, moves, in vaginas, oooh, oooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors, like New York City's
lineups, on LSD fust, in your sinus
Crush like chinas, opiuMC
My dust, these rhymers I hijack airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm
Papers viscous like religious cults
that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like guerillas

If you want information look listen and read
While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of
We about to take control of set like cruise control speed
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny
slave grip on your brain like white people
My will dominate the population like black people
Utilize my efforts to execersize my inner
I capitalize on my and various styles of all sorts
Hold down the forts smokin drinkin mad
For talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts
Let's get the cream so that we can up in this fortress
Bounce to art galleries and purchase portraits
Here we go again, phenomenon when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my named Stretch Armstrong
We represent the ultimate for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga get down
they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol tobacco and firearms is how we
Raw rapid flows while the music keeps you niggaz groovin
I don't know who the fuck you really you foolin
so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin
From your conversation the way you come your shit is off
Malfunctionin my you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your while I beat you up your head with the holy cross
Exotic niggaz blastin off to the Land of the
If you see this
I recommend some for the blind by Helen Keller
Big ups to Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny and bad weathers
But still we travel the world National Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole ninety-six SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode getting inside that ass
Def Squad,