Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again it's time, time)
It's to ride, ride

Yo, piss in the staircase, blood on the
I fill the with it let it spill on the pages
Compose another anthem for the and manglers
Villains and wranglers, fifth still in the
Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's
Pull arms from the floor of the basement
Then bust talons if my peoplez in danger
I'm Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents
We muscle the
What 'Riq spit will leave shit in utter amazement
I'm hot brolic it contagious
The shit the Roots started got these artists going through changes
My vision is the strangest, the is anguish
Y'all niggas on the titty in formative stages
Is something in the and the way I spit
That tell these other crab I ain't fo' no shit
Black traumatic, so you have it
My battin' average, abort full of assault, it's all classic
Thought, put ass-backwards rappers in a small
Experience is all that is, I'm well
Me and the mic in holy matrimony a marriage
The technique in reach, if only you could have it
For me it's automatic, na-tu-ral, I'm mad thoro
Poet for hired pack
You me?

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
(cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again time, it's time)
It's time to ride,

Yo, the load
We walk around a little edgy, all and steady
Withdrawal Darryl Strawberry, it figures
mad from them ghetto sandwiches and swine
Cryin' times, disadvantegeous, man listen
The story in the ghetto the
Seem like just some things that never will change
Give birth to a and won't give it a name
Talk 'bout consciousness a different thang
Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general speak
The diabolique, animal style
Out of your kid, you proud that you seen this
Fifth linguist, a lyrical genious
Inject you with the broke down
The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, guess what the is
Kareem's makin' me fiendish
Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real make me believe it

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once again it's time, time)
It's time to ride,

Yo, the Jake Rivera
You another date, you better
Don't off, create it just save your cheddar
I hit the studio with a pen and a
Sippin' an ice cold Beck, huffin' the tenth
Driftin', shots while the plot thickens
in the hourglass thinnin', the last inning
The flash and the cash and the women
It's nothing, a for the craft keep the passion and
Blaow, kissin' my tablet with firing
Poke holes in the plastic for
MCs jumpin' out shoes and socks
Must have seen their face in the it's gots to been
Thought as the cure for cancer
Same corrupt city as Mumia the
Man to man, cocked, block and standoff
Bang, gunfire slang up in the hall
Yo, I hold the mic that could be thrown as a bomb
it just to sling it at your favorite icon
Thing about my music is it ain't shit like
Thought, diesel like a python
You what I'm saying?

When I'm on the mic there be no delayin'

Don't stop (uh don't yo)
Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, shock yo)
(Give it you got yo)
(Once it's time, it's time)
It's time to ride,