Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

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

Bet your last buck, you laugh to this
Your horse came behind the cactus
Back so strong, you thought wrong a
The groove will and flip cause it has to be

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

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

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

Swing to this, Serch to that
Much as you noticed, they wear hats
and loops produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

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

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

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

I on kicks, my DJ tricks
The a.k.a code name Rich
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the iron had East
on 1210's flippin' the beats

Some nuts, Daddy Rich bust cuts
transform over rhythms on dust
I rush this rhythm, hold like
I swing joint, no static to sting this

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

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

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

No at all