Luyện nghe bài hát Vocal Artillery

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

Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my oral
Bustin from Okinawa, to Laurel Canyon
Swallow flows, we turning like tires
Mellow intros lyrics be burning brush fires
vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric lessens your chances of testing me
Stop and MC's, I block atrocities
True philosophies from the lips of black
The pocket-penciler in peninsula
Killing Dracula who bit from my vernacular
I can it
The ill scene we
No lullaby, got you high, when I a fly
Verse, for my people, let me breath
Give a heave-ho, and stimulate cerebral
System, Cut grip the fader
With Tuna the debater
We you duplicators

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

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

They call me Antagonistic, drastic
Coming from a where these cops get their assed kicked
The last trick was the cornerstone
But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we a clone
alone, the strength of God makes my mission higher
They found a liar dead, strung up with wire
The packin vocal artillery
Making lovely word like Chuck Woolery
The cool in me, I'll make your turn on one rhyme
Electrifying some nocturnal sunshine
The planetary pioneer and his
Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna spittin'
Painting pictures, even sisters 'cause
We it back like chiropractors
Actors on wax worse for real MC's
Who your while so they search for me

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