Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
It's time to ride,

Yo, piss in the staircase, blood on the
I fill the with it let it spill on the pages
Compose anthem for the killers and manglers
Villains and wranglers, fifth in the chamber
Shit, I'm scientific but my gangsta
Pull out-rageous arms from the of the basement
Then bust talons if my peoplez in danger
I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government
We muscle the
What 'Riq spit will leave shit in utter amazement
I'm hot brolic call it
The shit the Roots got these other artists going through changes
My vision is the strangest, the rhythm is
niggas on the titty in your formative stages
Is something in the and the way I spit
That tell these other rappers I ain't fo' no shit
traumatic, so there you have it
My average, abort full of graphic assault, it's all classic
Thought, put rappers in a small package
is all that is, I'm well established
Me and the mic in matrimony like a marriage
The technique in reach, if only you could have it
For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad
Poet for hired pack
You me?

Don't stop (uh stop yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again time, it's time)
time to ride, ride

Yo, the heavy
We around a little edgy, all ready and steady
Withdrawal like Strawberry, it figures
Niggas mad from ghetto sandwiches and swine
Cryin' hard times, disadvantegeous, man
The in the ghetto the same
Seem like it's just some things that will change
Give birth to a style and won't give it a
Talk 'bout consciousness it's a thang
again, the honorable 'Riq, general Hannibal speak
The understandable diabolique, style
Out of dreams kid, you proud that you seen this
Fifth supreme linguist, a genious
Inject you with the down english
The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, what the fame is
beat makin' me fiendish
Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real me believe it nigga

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again time, it's time)
It's to ride, ride

Yo, the Jake Rivera
You another date, you better
Don't copped off, it just save your cheddar
I hit the studio with a pen and a
Sippin' an ice Beck, huffin' the tenth letter
Driftin', shots while the plot thickens
Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the inning
The flash and the and the fast women
nothing, a lust for the craft keep the passion and
Blaow, kissin' my tablet with firing
holes in the plastic for oxygen
MCs jumpin' out shoes and socks
Must have seen their face in the news it's gots to
Thought known as the for cancer
corrupt city as Mumia the Panther
Man to man, cocked, block and standoff
Bang, gunfire slang up in the dance
Yo, I the mic that could be thrown as a pipe bomb
Bring it to sling it at your favorite icon
Thing about my is it ain't shit like y'all
Thought, diesel like a 28-inch
You know what I'm

I'm on the mic there won't be no delayin'

Don't stop (uh stop yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
It's to ride, ride