Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever since my cradle date, or my prenatal
I was blessed with the to disable hate
With takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And smash every workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but up
they'd slow the god up
But I ain't when I rip I'm twitchin'
They think that I be on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, a nice key, to get ya hyphy
Dick ya wifey, for Ike
of sin or source if ya see somethin' slither slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange, sir, simply
the flow, get the dough, then I hit the ho
Mister irresistible is this kiss the toes
I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya pricks
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Gates
Maudie's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me

no challenge, It's no challenge at all
When you up the ball against the low
The low average, 'em, toetag 'em
I'ma let you be though
But it ain't no stoppin' a

Lately I've been like rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, I'mma write in and plus caps
RAP
Cuz all these tough cats really don't no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch does back wackness
Flush shit
Down the gowns with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a way
You can drown underground the pounds
they gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, and dough negro we flow though
Let the glow, mojo, nigga
Pillowcase, over the of the industry
Illustrate, my mouth and murders my ministry
Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the weight of my
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc will scrilla make
Then play your records until you break
Ain't nothing but estate
It's still a fake deal of mates who real awake
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can kill a

It's no challenge, It's no at all
you up the ball against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be though
But it ain't no stoppin' a

I can keep my head, while everybody theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start this
I'm all arsenal friend, we the median like, you me in
Tired of bein' with the
Faded on bullshit, control the whole
I ran inside my meniscus
I out-rapped everybody Christmas
So why in the would I fail?
If I do, I'm being Ezale
Front line level, untamed,
After all shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' that
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I get worked
So my verses hurts when send me to kill 'em
I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker Power Rangers
But why the name No leashes, I'm free sucker
No reachin' no knee deep mine
Like a of lines
them when you wanna hear that real wizard (?)
Young and timeless, elite science, and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I