Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

i down with mystical precision and statistical division
its my mission to kill the let off by your egotistical visions
what youve found is the sound of the Puget Sound
give me three rounds, ill pound you and your crew crew the ground

you call "hot shit" ill turn into goo goo
youll be lookin for glue to fix you and foo crew
need caribou lou to get my ass cuckoo
just need inspiration to your crew a boo-boo

some fools like to about their babes, their dates
but all i need is my mates, is one of my traits
i sit and wait, ill sedate my fate and turn it into great
ill give you the bait, you just better take it its too late

i support wangster prevention, those fakes to detention
dont even the haters, im on a different dimension
its my to be wrenchin the attention from you to me
ascension to the top, king of the seven

man, dont talk about how a veteran in this game
damn im a rook, but im also lyrically insane
all i need is name, then ill put it to shame,
and you and your weak crew out of the frame

game. you have it or you lack it, its a
and to be exact you got verbally sack-tapped
and verbally capped, and verbally
i rapped to extract the that your flow is whacked

i come from the nest of the best, the side of the west
if i get or messed by pests who wanna test
i will not rest, the industry throws punches in
but ill take it as fruit and drink it up with my lunches

you may have hunches that this a criminal
but your damn wron, i to keep my profile minimal
if your really gonna put spotlight on me
then do it on the stage and not on the

i adapt to the environment, so while some reach
ill keep doin what i do to the new days requirements
help yourself, put that back on the shelf
all talk about is wealth, i like to roll with a little more stealth in my step

but yep yep if you wanna i aint scared to rep my city
cuz compared to my city yours is itty-bitty and roots are kinda shitty
came diddy, then came fitty, then came the white boy whose pretty witty
i dont pity the rappers that the nitty-gritty
your like a hopeless kitty faced my one-man committee

(you better get a ready RIGHT NOW)

to pick up the remains when i squeeze your
and my lyrics run you over like a train
i spit acid rain, its bound to get in your veins and burn holes in whitey-tidey hanes

yo, when you skipped class i got an education
see, now you work a gas station and im to rock the nation
i rise to the occasion, and each new creation arises yet more elation
and to the equation

i quietly paid my dues my peers sipped on booze
i had to choose between that and on mountain dews
so i took that green stuff and i ten of em
and at a party i was sicker than ninety percent of em

i dont aspire to retire with of buyers,
its already been established that my flow is on
go rap battle on a telephone wire
i will continue to fly and defy the liars,

i dont a record label or my face on cable
to my position at the head of the table
the steed's out of the stable, and im to stay
until your hair gray and your straight turns gay

give me a beat, take a seat, feel the heat and tap feet
i farm in the and the mic is my wheat
me a pen and a sheet and ill cook up a treat
you cannot defeat skewered, the new elite

i bet it scares you when i triple-dog dare you to bear teeth
and you get buried a sheet of disbelief and grief
cuz on the stage im a theif, i dont care heppens, it gets hectic
my feel the pressure, the weak ones turn dyslexic

it or love it the undergrounds on top
cuz mainstream to flip-flop between bullshit and hip-hop
will it ever well it doesnt matter, im here
and for opponent MCs, the end is near