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 ought to here him (lick shots)
slippin'
At your leakin'
I'm
days, no weekend
Vacation,
You Peep it?
Ruling the scene right now
Can't it
Ain't an MC in the bay could see this
B-List they couldn't crawl my sneakers
and tough tits, cuffs, and Black Jesus
My pens alive all my are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth they'd rip you to
Ferocious beast of
of reason
Hip Hop nation? That shit
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
Whatever it is you got we need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm busy Beat it!
ain't lyrics, it's my notebook dreaming
I this while leaning on a brown skin queen from Sweden
Life's
My are stars
I'm crying by the
You singing Babylon
II'm a young
Yo, my tongue does
son
Run pum pum

This is
I with the mission
And stretch guitar strings that crawl through the rhythm
Collision of
Classic selection of
written precision
Sick the tip of the tongue, teeth and lips
you quit or just lie to yourself and yo' click
Lookin' stiff to the
Like- "yeah the shit!" but it ain't
I'm just saying since
And you sound like you ridin' Black Thought's dick
Counterfeit on some half off shit
Same cats wanna give my dap talk
Walk around the bar like they bought tits (oh on)
You can light a of this
Arabs and I chop off wrists
Hip Hop fanatics better run and call
If I see you on stage I'm a run and BLITZ!

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