Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I want to play the (ah ha ah ha)
In a crazy way (come on, come on)
And everyone around say
You ought to him play (lick shots)
slippin'
At your leakin'
I'm
Long days, no
Vacation,
You ain't it?
We're Ruling the right now
leave it
Ain't an MC in the bay could see this
B-List they couldn't crawl my sneakers
Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Jesus
My alive all my lyrics are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth they'd rip you to
Ferocious of speech
Priest of
Hip Hop nation? That shit
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
Whatever it is you got we need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm busy right? it!
These ain't lyrics, it's my notebook
I wrote this while leaning on a brown queen from Sweden
Life's
My are stars
I'm crying by the
You singing Babylon
II'm a Yoda
Yo, my tongue does
son
Run pum pum

This is
I with the mission
And stretch like strings that crawl through the rhythm
Collision of
selection of diction
Surgically written
Sick with the tip of the tongue, teeth and
you quit or just lie to yourself and yo' click
Lookin' stiff to the
Like- "yeah the shit!" but it ain't
I'm saying since 2006
And you still sound like you ridin' Thought's dick
Counterfeit styles on some half off
Same cats wanna give my dap talk
Walk around the bar like they bought tits (oh on)
You can light a Molotov of
and robbers I chop off wrists
Hip Hop better run and call KRiS
If I see you on I'm a run and call- BLITZ!

I'll play and play and and play some more
As no on ever played the before
At times I catch vibe and my rhymes so
Feeling like I could rip NAS like Chubb did
On- To the Grill
it in my fingers when I fill it in
Killin' 'em, because they only pens to minimum
Please I give them what they've seen
My style has more than syllables
Azeem make you the results
Super my minds a Hulk 10 years
Each then the last one is
You can't catch-up unless you got a wrist
A mountain of coke and help from every rapper that in the biz
Cheers..
Ask you're friends who's the
On the mic screaming
"Ismail to kill us"