Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
emcees presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a song way
And check on they grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
Raggin' like a stabbin'
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown scarier when the buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They making a of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My is followed by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving men that like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This team is a mixture of a few
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops