Luyện nghe bài hát Red & Gold

I remember when, last November when
Clown kid got pounded in the Timberlands
left him trembling, he was not remembering:
Never your denim in just to floss an emblem
Some would debate you, "Wait, the ate gelatin
Or He listening in to what his weathermens was telling him"
When I could feel it in my melanin, it's
Us to break off, no reassembling
No science-fiction to no theater near you, soon to
Fuck with you frequently like how phases of the would do
You gather 'round like it was an eclipse
don't look directly to the bitch, you may be blinded by the glimpse

Pass the L, the last to in them shirttails
All hail, Geedorah, the third rail
700 holds rap to a standstill
Fool the rule, fuck up and get his man killed
Two of Dom got his hands filled
And so goes the days of our lives as the hourglass spill
And built with Passion and a of the 'Ze
[And the lights went and hey!]

And I knew it was the last day ... Season
When some could get their wigs back within reason
Mostly these crimes of treason
And you'll be lucky if there's no squeezing even evening
From how he's feeling, thrilling of flow is sick
the villain with the million dollar voice-throw trick
He's like a ventriloquist, with his in the speaker's back
Couldn't of no uniquer track, nope, sneak attack
It really matter how big them is. So much as a nipple
Cause you could have a chick D-Triple
'Cept the nipple little. Just hot off the
how he do monkey rhymers, like Monkey-in-the-Middle by his damn self
Ain't no average MC of me
Getting cheddar of the probably better pedigree
nicknames, sick games as Rick James
Messy games, sci-fly as Jesse James

Blast, I figure, ass-hawking ass licker
one to walk up in, fast-talking city slicker
Got bagged cause of the dirty with make-up
Bail out for the 7:30 wake-up
My only was an A-cup, as far as May
To when the leaves turn red and to Nimrod earthday
All else? to say
(And the lights down and hey!)

That's when I knew it was the day ... Wig-Twisting Season
When some could get wigs twisted back within reasoning
Mostly these crimes of treason men
And be lucky if there's no squeezing even this evening

It's like a mosquito, the much resent the act
I bent back since my Physical went back
Since, Cultured of my kin
And for them I an L rolled in this hellhole
Hold your head, use your head and hold, or be dead and
In the worsest way, soon as the show red and gold
To Nimrod release day
And all else? to say

Wait a motherfucking minute!! true presented
The names was changed just to protect who ain't in it
The XP was three-quarters tinted, 4/5ths was
The way his shit was Ask him if it hurted

When some get their wigs twisted back within reasoning
Mostly these crimes of lying, and fronting, and cheating
All types of styles of treason