Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Schnikes

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

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

some fools like to spit 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 take it before its too late

i support wangster prevention, send those fakes to
dont mention the haters, im on a different dimension
its my intention to be the attention from you to me
to the top, king of the seven seas

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

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

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

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

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

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

(you get a shovel ready RIGHT NOW)

to pick up the remains when i squeeze your
and my lyrics run you over like a steamrolling
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 primed to rock the
i rise to the occasion, and each new creation arises yet more elation
and to the equation

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

i aspire to retire with millions 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 need a record label or my face on
to enable my position at the of the table
the steed's out of the stable, and im to stay
until your hair turns gray and your straight gay

give me a beat, a seat, feel the heat and tap your feet
i farm in the underground and the mic is my
give me a pen and a sheet and ill cook up a
you cannot defeat skewered, the game's new

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

hate it or it the undergrounds on top
cuz mainstream seems to flip-flop bullshit and hip-hop
will it ever stop? well it doesnt matter, im
and for opponent MCs, believe the end is