Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I want to play the (ah ha ah ha)
In such a crazy way (come on, on)
And everyone around say
You to here him play (lick shots)
Ya'll
At your notebook
I'm
Long days, no
Vacation,
You Peep it?
Ruling the scene right now
Can't it
an MC in the bay that could see this
B-List they couldn't crawl my sneakers
Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Black
My alive all my lyrics are wild creatures
If- speakers had teeth they'd rip you to
Ferocious of speech
of reason
Hip Hop That shit treason
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
Whatever it is you got we need it
Rocks. You see I'm busy right? Beat it!
These ain't lyrics, it's my notebook
I wrote this while leaning on a brown skin queen from
Life's
My are stars
I'm crying by the
You singing songs
a young Yoda
Yo, my does yoga
son
Run pum pum

This is
I with the mission
And stretch like guitar strings that through the rhythm
of blends
Classic selection of
Surgically precision
Sick with the tip of the tongue, teeth and
Make you quit or just lie to and yo' click
Lookin' to the playback
Like- "yeah the shit!" but it ain't
I'm just saying since
And you still sound like you ridin' Black dick
styles on some half off shit
Same cats wanna give my dap shit
Walk around the bar they bought false tits (oh on)
You can a Molotov of this
Arabs and I chop off wrists
Hip Hop fanatics better run and KRiS
If I see you on stage I'm a run and BLITZ!

I'll play and play and play and play more
As no on ever played the before
At times I catch vibe and my rhymes so
Feeling like I could rip NAS like Rock did
On- To the Again
Feel it in my fingers when I it in
Killin' 'em, they only push pens to minimum
Please I give them what never seen
My style has wings more syllables
Azeem make you the results
Super hand my minds a 10 years
fresher then the last one is
You can't catch-up unless you got a magical
A mountain of coke and help from rapper that lived in the biz
Cheers..
Ask you're friends the illest
On the mic niggas'
"Ismail to kill us"