Luyện nghe bài hát Vocal Artillery

Oh yeah, party
we go
Party people, rock the
Ya'll some more?
Ya'll want some
Let me ya say 'yeah'
Let me hear ya say 'hell

Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my cannon
from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon
Swallow flows, we turning like tires
Mellow lyrics be burning like brush fires
Spreading leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens your of testing me
Stop and freeze MC's, I atrocities
True philosophies from the lips of Socrates
The in your peninsula
Killing MC's who bit from my vernacular
I can it
The ill scene we
No lullaby, got you high, I rock a fly
Verse, for my people, let me slow
a heave-ho, and stimulate your cerebral
System, Cut Chemist grip the
Tuna the group debater
We murder you

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, like that

They call me Mister Antagonistic,
Coming from a place where these get their assed kicked
The last trick unified was the
But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a
Born alone, the of God makes my mission higher
They a liar dead, strung up with fishin' wire
The packin vocal artillery
Making lovely word connections like Chuck
The cool in me, make your block turn on one rhyme
like some nocturnal sunshine
The pioneer and his mixer
Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna scriptures
pictures, even sisters adapt 'cause
We it back like chiropractors
Actors on wax make worse for MC's
Who worth while so they search for me

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like