Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Em

You abou to come through right. (yeah stress it.) you about to come
Through. (I got this check this out man.) you ain't front on me (i
Ain't gonna front on niggas man.) sure man I'm tellin' you right now.
(check this out. I'm about to do right now.) you gonna kick it word
Up. ha

Erick
Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I more bats than k7
Plus, I'm soup like campbell heaven
Some rappers pack great big like frank drebbin
In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin' in ya ear
Plus I'm down, I manuver techniques for species of all kinds
The third, yours and mine, introduction is in full
I come with the mothership and some other
all the way live like a concert
The respected brother, puttin' in some work

Yeah if you got a you better tell em.
E kicks rhymes the cerebellum. don't slip or you won't be around next

"well heres a little that needs to be heard." - slick rick

Check the poetry in motion, from bom bazi smokin'
that get you open, it's mess if you tangle with my tresses
Cause I posses gifts that's than hexas
That explode on the scene be all means, I be flushing like queens
And none of y'all can see me, got boom bom than manzini
Your style is primi, and I stomp with the big dogs
Off the wall with a crew that enough to rush limbaugh
We stay, strapped, of packed pistol posse
I represent through mind soul and
In any form I'm doin' work beat breaks
Now even cheap skates is peepin' my tape release
Word born, I'm in like a swarm
Then I'm gone before you can the alarm

Keith
A-yo catch this word bubonic plaque, in your back chest arms and legs
When I'm coming through your cranium for ultimatum
Punk I faze them subterranium, my subliminals mix with criminal
Got more milk sylabals then alphabet cereal
Place your bet and your whole entourage get wet
That's a cause the squad don't make threats
I'm a, graceful poet with some ballistics, above and beyond all that
bullshit
Linguistics will bless a anticeptive, nerve wreckin', or
contestant
My delieverance be leavin' mc's in the state of malmet depressive
(word up)
your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum, you got a crew you better
em