Luyện nghe bài hát Glide

Yo, Deck track
break your Yo

A message of a
50 shell hot track out the Lexus
hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders
Call shop of horrors, Lyric smoking in my holster
Whip and boil, ?lugotan? hurricane the
operation, bullet train tingle farther
8 seconds a your style wild buccaneer
table revolve around ten musketeer
Think you, got all the
Think you with bitches
You run the fuck opponent, gotten with the glitches
The swiftness, hit the spots are vital
Shake the ground decent, like 3 sticks of

My deceive the population
the next generation by artificial insemination
Contaminate stations, for in the making
Concentration camps, for industry domination
Abomination, The and confrontation you mistaken
I'm a nuclear warhead evasion
of the next man, when the Germans blazing
We burn this for occasions, I see your expiration
your sweatin,
I deck and eject your selection for air time
Blow a hole through your brain so you can think a clear mind
A redesign? of hard rhyme, and slang cracking in spare

Time
We with the undisputed, routin toutin
21 gun solutin, new
Wu-Tang, bang your unit
Put us in cassette deck, yo, improvement
Smash and blast the shit, I'm doper than
makes you level through the devil
And never
The is hot, like bullet snatch pots
And hot
operational gats mmhmm
The uncanny, panty man
Crock, by the hook of the candy man
Look, now you caught up in the
Rap Tight and my destruction

Today's day, The gets dropped on America
Human in concert treble concentration camps
Replacement blown, Speaker abduction
The Mad weed corruption
The brain cells decreasing
Its sucker duck season. treason
Blast as you trespass, bullet enters your and exits your ass
Impregnate the math, then birth to a newborn
Figure of speech drew form, with 8
Napalms, collapses you perform on dominate
Drama face, abominate, sling crack behind the black gate
The nine the hearts of men
Slip the in
Off the hook telemarketing sales condone over the phone

Danger
Bozzy Capone alone, in a terradome
a great cannon, bones cerebral swollen
Straight both scanning
All you roaches lay down I spray the damage
Bring the banners, the green ray
Gain up the same data,
Then a part where D and you used to play all day
The ray sound stung you, You kung fu check the
From fire I gun you for fun
Dial
Someone tore the tunnel son
1-2 Check your
Captain Crunch, on you for lunch
You punchbag drunk, bald headed
Top bunk, your trunk full of junk
Buffer and stop humping me
a scum sucking muthafuckas,
Ducking my shit just

Other emcees made a big
Fronting on the mic truly great
What? how you want it fried or
I place in right the heart of a snake
Sceam at mapps, take what we can
Til the day we die, meet the gates
Golden Arms going strong, I'm holding

(Repeat)