Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Only a few... understand
and appreciate what's about to
Das EFX in!!!

Verse Das EFX

Well it's the super duper rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz best forget it let it be or you'll it D
So what it B... the D to the P
(Yo me the lyricist they fear in this as you can see)
I be's the ultimate drop the shit fuck the other shit
Biggety buttah shit is how we comin kid we shit
Now who you fuckin with is Diggey Das
We flexin, cause kid we got this and took effect y'all

Aiyyo I figgety flow I blow a nigga out the socket
Keep in to keep the dread, now they like my pocket, watch it
It's the rhyme fiend about a second from the scene
The boogie banger off the lime green
Fuck a we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
of my city, ask my cousin Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to the spot
Das KRS East coast on lock

Verse Das-EFX, KRS

To niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll make you faint
So platinum on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You it ain't before a year and stopped recordin
Now look we back and runnin shit like fuckin Michael Jordan
Accordin, to my in the sewer
Yo you a, corny nigga so we ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Kenny
I'm brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep vanishing
Scattering, fuck it, styles don't be
My pattern's amazing son like a Saddle and
Battling's a no-no, got more Fame Coco
I'm paid and still drips ya a blade from my logo
So your, style and Go-Go like D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin strapped on the East

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, Crazy Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, kick shit fuckin Pele
But a, minute, cause we get in it for the masses
For classes, yo KRS get up in they asses

What... I say, me follow me
with my syllable lyrical criminal
MC threats are to my phsyical they just
whittle and whittle away, with little and to say
As piddle and paddle away, they say OK
But I chop ass up anyway
What's your handle I got mad MC heads a mantle
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up a candle, watch it melt
Cause when I felt you both are screamin for help
when you it, you can't bear it, you can't even wear it
You to just cheer it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm with that rara
Rockin mics when you was googoo gaga to momma
You wanted to battle KRS when you was young you your poppa
He slapped you in your head and UHH-UHH
But you didn't heed the
Now I'm in the place, now I'm face
at your crew but they all broke out
because they but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, down the place!!