Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I want to the drums (ah ha ah ha)
In such a crazy way (come on, on)
And around will say
You ought to here him (lick shots)
slippin'
At notebook leakin'
I'm
Long days, no
Vacation,
You Peep it?
We're the scene right now
leave it
Ain't an MC in the bay that see this
B-List they couldn't crawl my sneakers
Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Jesus
My pens all my lyrics are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth they'd rip you to
Ferocious beast of
Priest of
Hip Hop nation? That treason
My pen "This ain't ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
it is you got we don't need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm right? Beat it!
These ain't lyrics, it's my notebook
I wrote this while leaning on a skin queen from Sweden
streaming
My are stars
I'm by the river
You Babylon songs
II'm a Yoda
Yo, my tongue does
son
Run pum pum

This is
I with the mission
And stretch like guitar strings that crawl the rhythm
of blends
Classic of diction
Surgically precision
with the tip of the tongue, teeth and lips
Make you quit or just lie to and yo' click
Lookin' to the playback
Like- "yeah the shit!" but it ain't
I'm just saying since
And you still sound you ridin' Black Thought's dick
Counterfeit styles on half off shit
Same cats give my dap talk shit
Walk around the bar like they false tits (oh on)
You can light a of this
Arabs and robbers I off wrists
Hip Hop fanatics run and call KRiS
If I see you on stage I'm a run and BLITZ!

I'll play and play and play and some more
As no on ever played the drums
At times I catch vibe and my so sick
Feeling like I could rip NAS like Rock did
On- To the Grill
Feel it in my when I fill it in
Killin' 'em, because they only pens to minimum
Please I give them they've never seen
My style has wings than syllables
Azeem make you fell the
Super hand my minds a Hulk 10
Each then the last one is
You catch-up unless you got a magical wrist
A mountain of coke and from every rapper that lived in the biz
Cheers..
Ask friends who's the illest
On the mic niggas'
"Ismail tried to us"