Luyện nghe bài hát Nutsymptom

The cold funk has you feel the mids pump
Blessed are those who when we turn up
Right now we
Cons the shades we don in the neon
gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta capability to toast and ill
Yo my told me,"Hey son you must act chill"
rough, my galaxy is tough

Here the bang of a hip hop thing that we bring and swing
Men from Mars ain't gonna hang
With dope come to the stage we are attackin'
assassin', naked live and never slackin'
Come a day on the way on S A
Amplified form, another far away
I got the of a gang and I come from the Southside
Here's the thing I bring and I promise to come live

While the masses, passes upon their fuckin'
And if you see, get glasses
That is a out to the words of Curt Grubb
The motherfucker is no
I said,"The man is the kind with the one I call Brine Shrimp"
We never ever do skimp, I on stage in a huff
Like dragon I puff on the stuff of a Humbolt cone
I'm stoned, watch out!

Smoke the weed come from Northern California
No, I do no that come from Columbia
the thing that mash up your nature
Mess up body and mash up your culture
Take a tip from the the flipped script of Daddy
I give complete props to the one rocks steady
With the Devil, and on and on and on
And turn out the dope shit like the one called
Pawn Shop Press, yes on, what's up?
Peanut, change it up, what's up on your
out!