Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever since my cradle date, or my state
I was blessed with the gift to hate
With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo
And smash every lady workin' at Strange, call my label-mates
I throw the squad up, them I'ma pour ya up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but up
they'd slow the god up
But I ain't when I rip I'm twitchin'
They that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya
ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see slither slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange, sir, sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister irresistible twisted is this kiss the
I'ma kick ya if one of ya pricks oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Ollie
Maudie's great, tall estate, debate, nigga, call me Yates

It's no challenge, no challenge at all
you up the ball against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it ain't no a Yates

Lately been like fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, I'mma in bold and plus caps
RAP
Cuz all these tough cats really don't no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff does back much wackness
Flush that
Down with the with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a way
You can underground with the pounds
When they gust that
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we though
Let the glow, mojo, nigga
Pillowcase, over the head of the
Illustrate, with my and murders my ministry
the fate of my enemy, feel the weight of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's scrilla make
Then play your records until you radio
Ain't nothing but estate
It's still a deal of mates who ain't real awake
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can a Yates

It's no challenge, no challenge at all
When you up the ball the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
let you be great though
But it no stoppin' a Yates

I can keep my head, while everybody theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start this
I'm all friend, we the median like, you feedin' me in
Tired of bein' with the
Faded on bullshit, control the whole
I done ran inside my
I done out-rapped Christmas
So why in the hell I fail?
If I do, I'm being Ezale
line level, untamed, unchained
After all this shit, I on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' snoozer
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get
So my verses hurts they send me to kill 'em
I'm like niggas, keepin' it blacker than Power Rangers
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm sucker
No reachin' no knee into mine
Like a of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear that wizard (?)
Young and timeless, elite science, and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I