Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I want to the drums (ah ha ah ha)
In a crazy way (come on, come on)
And around will say
You to here him play (lick shots)
slippin'
At your notebook
I'm
Long days, no
Vacation,
You ain't it?
We're the scene right now
Can't it
Ain't an MC in the bay that see this
B-List they couldn't crawl my sneakers
Fists and tits, cuffs, and Black Jesus
My pens all my lyrics are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth rip you to pieces
beast of speech
Priest of
Hip Hop nation? That shit
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
it is you got we don't need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm busy right? it!
These lyrics, it's my notebook dreaming
I wrote this while on a brown skin queen from Sweden
streaming
My are stars
I'm by the river
You singing Babylon
a young Yoda
Yo, my does yoga
son
Run pum pum

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

I'll play and play and play and play some
As no on ever the drums before
At times I catch vibe and my so sick
Feeling like I could rip NAS like Rock did
On- To the Grill
Feel it in my when I fill it in
Killin' 'em, because they push pens to minimum
Please I give what they've never seen
My has wings more than syllables
make you fell the results
Super hand my minds a Hulk 10
Each fresher then the one is
You can't catch-up unless you got a magical
A mountain of coke and help from rapper that lived in the biz
Cheers..
Ask you're who's the illest
On the mic screaming
"Ismail tried to us"