Luyện nghe bài hát Kaos Diss (Lynx & Nyce)

1:(Xylonite)
I'ma to yo league
I put in yo chest
To yo holes bleed
spillin' out yo sockets
Full of in yo pockets
make me fuckin' rock this
I'll make you fuckin' it
Nigga don't got my
You like a in college
I lyrics to get yo weak ass rhymes abolished
Why you caint job
don't take no slobs
You'll get it fuckin'
'cause yous a nigga wit no crew to work fo' ya
And get that 5.0 to search fo' ya
And Spin put out the fo' ya
I'm all my scrill
To take out that
I'll make you fo' real
Might not the drills
But it will get you
Tia to braid ya hair
It might not look
But give you that pussy glare
Don't take his to
Pin you up to the
You makin' mad
This only in yo dreams
But not mine I'ma be in that limousine
And why you at it
Was ya mouf out wit
make ya breath smell betta
Make yo rhymes smoove leather
Try to my weather
(Nigga)

2:(Aslo)
I'ma killa for
You don't
scrilla for real
This is so lonely
Lynx and Nyce on shit
they fuckin' wit
This maf' be hits
I and gunned my wits
Ace you jus a
I be's a fuckin'
I slice, slash, and make
Like blades (uh...)
I'm nice enough
Slightly percise
I jus dice ya up
Milk you to my cup
Nigga this too tough
You might jus on up
I'm da pimp, you da
Bitch keep ya mouf
Y'all muthafuckas
'Kaos' a fuckin'
make me reapproach
I'll ya fuckin' throat
T.Jones and X.Broach'll
show what ch'all in fo
I'll cut ya
ya wires
Break ya
We sit and make
sit wit no jobs
We even and odd
We turn y'all heads like
I'm da supa
Nigga you da licka
I jump for
You for dicks
You a pussy hitta
Nigga you soft as
Up in gay butt
Ask me a what
I'll show you what's up