Luyện nghe bài hát Population Control

You and your fuckin canned groove it'll end tepid
So when I Pearl Harbor don't let me you intrepid
I'm tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake your
Enterprise and see Indelible, the number one bad crew of the season
Just give me one to splash
I shall lower the flag mast, take time to wallow
Company Flow the toughest penis sucky
So of course in an attempt to you end up unkempt
Plus Agent get Orange
E-L-P-F-C-F for you
cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the potion
Enter subterrean water from gem of fate like motion
Best to get
Our aren't intangible
Auto man mandible
We to no one, we 911
Silent alarm this is harm fear the of learning
El-P phase through walls like vision
Choked in the water, a bad executive decision
Release the and please put down your skin flutes
How could ya think ya
To this mercenary sunblock burner
All of your is truant
Unlearn all of the
Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the fuckin
After I present enter the spectrum your career's never no
the rectum
And at twilight we'll skip stones and laugh about your
But a blood-red book when the got funcrushed is a spot
The terror fabulously hot
Co mossie, Walt Disney meets Kaiser Soze
There will be no grand comebacks Lazarus or Kotter
bitch styles indicate with stigmata
When locked in a box but you say Jack
Trying to them fucking red doors black
Like that spilled spoiled
While Bill Gates and Ted Turner rub each other with olive oils

Company Flow, please
put away the fuckin piteous punchlines
Blue Blockers break under the red light, by my design
I don't try to be I am
So inevitably my style survive when your now turns to then
El P, vastly
3 2 1 Contact, never no more that's the
You toast, well I hold Thomas
Golden nooks and
Win my ticket raffled off the recycled thought spree winner

Congratu-fucking-lations, I it now you got it
But it's a matter of time before Waldo gets spotted
out of the crowd and martyred, a good old fashioned stonin
My children, the professional has left the fuckin

Check check check check one two

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is issued in the

but for now
You can't get run at
is issued in the daylight

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is in the daylight

but for now
You can't get run at
is issued in the daylight

Yo yo, who the fuck think know about this hip-hop shit?
These kids live this shit
they fuckin lives
Who the fuck you think you are? Talkin bout rap shit
are the real motherfuckers, Population Control
This IS the real hip-hop
Some shit that none of y'all faggot know about
word life

The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up Bless my
The two franchise players that make your whole squad look
Who brought the March Madness til October
Got you thinking that shit a bit little harder
These is fucking soldiers
Indelible mercenaries that's why gets me on the nutsack
For the murderous highly infections on contact
You need to quicker than that
To snatch the from the mousetrap
Small timer, it crazy engineering
To fuck with anything from quantum physics to thought
Next up be that over .400 switch
Out the park kingpin couldn't do Justice , Bless my soul

for pound, it be these 2000 rap slugfests
Hardcore when future emcees future wars
But for now, I'm fightin a of super-whores
Butt-fucking invincible CoFlow skills for
you can get the beef broccoli with extra duck sauce
The quick draw, to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws
meet the Coney Island intruder hit the arts way after midnight
Had a for a burner etched out tonight in graphite
Apply the same of b-boys demented to the mic
And scratch the sounds a quarter inch bolt broken off
CoFlow, coming at you every verse payola shit
Got stations blessin me off two for every song minute
Secretly teach background in RandB clinics

but for now
You can't get run at
Curfews is in the daylight

but for now
You can't get run at
Curfews is in the daylight

but for now
You get run at night
Curfews is issued in the

but for now
You can't get run at
is issued in the daylight

Yo yo, this MC shit
That shit talkin bout, MC in this fuckin room is broke
one of em
We do shit for the love of the music
That's up, yo yo yo
this, backers
When's the last time you battled somebody you faggot
Yo yo, yo Flow in the house
Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, Man, hah

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