Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

Beef not to waste one
'Cause don't feed the bass drum
so feeble, so play the hoodlum
A humdrum in Bedlam

Bet last buck, you don't laugh to this
Your horse last behind the cactus
Back so strong, you wrong a fallacy
The groove will whip and cause it has to be

In there, like in his underwear
On the new year, my dear, so it clear
I'm gonna ask do you wanna live
Static? Nah troop, at all

Why in the middle of a ruckus?
sip slowly on Snapple in hand
Not these hands of mine holdin'
Slip and clip flat top to ceasar

Ease ego, I go toe to toe
my voice like I throw my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is support
And toward a crumb static ain't my

to this, Serch swings to that
Much as you noticed, they always hats
Boots and loops by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

Static mixed in but it don't
To a fat rope dope link or an earring
now gropin' for
But the hand is to get skins

Skim the but it seems you still rise
For who lives more, now life life size
All are lepers in my
and troops get friends and they bring them

In goes so pop 'til the mornin'
to the young, pop still snorin'
Wake up you blackhead and the call
Aiyyo, no at all

I flip on kicks, my DJ
The a.k.a code name Richie
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the iron had East
full on flippin' the beats

bust nuts, Daddy Rich bust cuts
Such transform over rhythms on
I rush this rhythm, hold Mingus
I swing this joint, no static to this

A bitch's brew, who [Incomprehensible]
Scabs can't craft what only the fly
Got skins all in on
Scandalous hooks grab on to gleamin'

I'm seemin' vexed in my rhymin'
Opened up shop to off the head, next
I put off punks like junk so
Stashed away old drawers in my attic

Or drawers on my legs, figures I says
Snack on Jolly or Orange Pez
Yep, this ain't no call
So peace, yo

No at all