Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
The Dutch Coronas, tokin' without permits
Repertoire long faced the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape

Esquire, for hire, with rapid fire
Supplier to any Tom, Dick, Jerry
You chose the man to get the plan executed
I get the situation happenin' you shoot it

director, surprise you like guess what?
The I spit I'm trippin' off smoke detectors
Who next up to get up, I don't pop corks
I pop New with a dot till import

The art then the craft, split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a Genuine Draft
While you push a S-Class I'm riding on a
Uptown, naked, smokin' a bag with hash, it

Shut your windows and lock your
Whores scream louder than Berrymore I pour
And when me and my crew we walk on all fours
Atomic dogs, packed in a black

K I M, K I M

John Blaze, I keep y'all niggaz for days
Boriquas, to eses, the ways
My own Mix DJ, I Flex
You don't have a clue I'm doin ya who is he I gets busy, word up
Come now player in my eyes you think I'm bluffin'
A five year's span turned nuttin' somethin'

And don't get familiar, whole entourage don't be
Feelin' ya, behind your back they straight ya
(Who am I?)
The Ex banger bad motherfucker
High on Friday with Chris
I be a banger to my very last breath
Jermaine Dupri think I'm So So Def

K A, Shawn Mims, I from a long line of Geechies
Who care, blow Lo Luchinis
I like Spawn, takes no time
For me to get on, to the break of dawn,

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Purple Heart
Blow your and left shrapnel
Then in the Benz capsule
Harder than an NFL tackle, back to the Big Apple

Southpaw, raw I was a Sophomore
I met Jane in the corridor
The mentals, rapper entrepreneur
With action than Roger Moore

Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, the four four
Spray Windex on glass jaw
Shatter it, with P is hazardous
Iced out Lazarus started and manufactured

My Squad's wild like the Manimals on
Smash you bastards on some shit
the group the Squadron is the click
Transmit, grit, time to shift 'cause I'm

K I M, K I M

Keith Murray, the holder of the
Lyrical analyst, mental roller flower
Money folder, blower, MC over thrower
I flow two at a time like Noah

I off to the beat, on the edge of reality
And kick in my sleep and battle mortality
Finally, dimension know Keith
Y'all egotistical simple niggaz is pitiful and weak

I'll you a G a week for life, if you can defeat me
I kick poetry at a rate of mortality
At static, Kraftmatic
Smokin', barkin' like a dog, breathin' like an

Lyrical create fly rap sculpture
Ninety eight Head banger boy, yeah I ya
Total chaos, skelter, run for shelter
Here comes the lyrical brain

I be maxin' and relaxin', action
Flippin' big ol' words than Jesse Jackson
My shit don't it, drive you crazy if you loan it
Man, I feel for my

K I M, K I M
K I M, K I M