Luyện nghe bài hát Quills

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

Yo, in the staircase, blood on the pavement
I the quills with it let it spill on the pages
Compose anthem for the killers and manglers
and wranglers, fifth still in the chamber
Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's
Pull out-rageous arms the floor of the basement
bust 'nuff talons if my peoplez in danger
I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government
We the language
What 'Riq spit will leave your in utter amazement
I'm hot call it contagious
The shit the started got these other artists going through changes
My vision is the strangest, the is anguish
Y'all on the titty in your formative stages
Is in the iris and the way I spit
That tell these other rappers I ain't fo' no shit
traumatic, so there you have it
My battin' average, full of graphic assault, it's all classic
Thought, put rappers in a small package
Experience is all that is, I'm established
Me and the mic in holy matrimony like a
The in your reach, if only you could have it
For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad
Poet for hired metal
You me?

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

Yo, the load
We walk a little edgy, all ready 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 it's just some things never will change
Give birth to a style and won't give it a
Talk 'bout consciousness it's a different
Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general speak
The understandable diabolique, style
Out of dreams kid, you proud that you seen this
supreme linguist, a lyrical genious
Inject you with the broke english
The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, what the fame is
Kareem's beat makin' me
Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real make me it nigga

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

Yo, the Jake Rivera
You felt date, you better
Don't copped off, it just save your cheddar
I hit the studio a pen and a vendetta
an ice cold Beck, huffin' the tenth letter
Driftin', shots lickin the plot thickens
Sands in the thinnin', the last inning
The and the cash and the fast women
It's nothing, a lust for the craft keep the and
Blaow, kissin' my tablet firing pins
Poke holes in the plastic for
MCs out shoes and socks again
Must have their face in the news it's gots to been
Thought as the cure for cancer
Same city as Mumia the Panther
Man to man, hammer cocked, block and
Bang, slang up in the dance hall
Yo, I hold the mic could be thrown as a pipe bomb
Bring it just to sling it at your favorite
Thing about my music is it ain't like y'all
Thought, diesel like a python
You know what I'm

I'm on the mic there won't be no delayin'

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