Jo, vidím, co umím, takže ehm - Tung Twista.
Tung twista runnin off at da mouth pro#
Myslím, že to zvládnu, tak jak to jde? A ah - chci, abys pro mě vystoupil ve stylu Tung Twistin. Yo, I want you to say your funky flow style for your single. Run off, run off, run off, run off at the mouth Lyrical Sinister Def And T.T., we be g runnin off at the mouth. Slo-ow, oh-oh, I step when sendin men deeper than south. Bolo wanna throw but I show that a funky pro go, still wanna flow? Oh no. Holy sorcerer oughta come get with the funk of a slow solo. Jammin and droppin a rhythm and poppin em up with the funk of a wilder. My freedom of speech I'm a reach up against your lyrical flowin, a styler. Me rhythm will float like a boat, let's see how he flow.
And if you never come into cheer me, I say cheerio, hero. Cappin a crowd with a mic and then makin em mangle. Be devine, me lyrical purrrrfection, a funky feline. Me rockin the funk of the rhythm, me stamina crammin em up in a t line. Then I'ma come in the pitiful puppet's mind. Lyrical wiz, never a wanna-be, gonna be rippin em up into particles. I'm rockin this as of his and crackin em up with a plop fizz. Lyrical matter becomin a rhythmous venomous pop quiz. Miracle metamorphosis is breakin em off in this. Crush them, them can't overcome the power to hum. Ratatattat a flow of my tongue energy, I. Rhythms be comin, a radical phenomenon fillimeter. Cause Sinister Def be runnin off at the mouth like Latoya. I'm bakin like Daxon, waxin, givin em facts just like a lawyer. Try to be friend of me, suckin my simile. I got the enemy jumpin like Jimny like it was ten of me. You think that I'm sickenin, hoes be kickin when I stick it in. Terrible, tragical, mystical, magical, wreck in a second. Because of my trickery my tongue is slippery. Listen to the tongue twist, twistin is the Tung. Run off, run off, run off, run off at the mouth. Breakin the suckers up into chunks, I be leavin em sinkin deeper than south. To what I be givin the crowd that be makin em hype and then leavin a con swept. I'm gonna give em a concept, never let a con step. And a flow of the rhythm I'm bringin into the mic. The lyrics I put up inside em be makin em rock. I be kickin and poppin the rhythm I'm rockin and pumpin. I be makin em jump and then sit up and lift the style. And breakin em up and then makin em break in a sweat. Flowin the lyrical magic of mine I be moppin and sweepin. My Tung Twista is def first, let me take a deep breath. I tackle a rhythm and break it up, only my lyric was left. And givin a lyrical flow that will fizz em. This style I be throwin to tangle the mind of a sucker. I throw with the tongue, be leavin em hung among. This funky tempo I throw, I know that I be slappin the dope hypeness up in em. Oh, this dope rhythm I throw be pump-pump-pumpin em up in the mind. And my lyrical magic I'm makin and movin, I label this funky. I be kickin and makin the people come off in a rage. Flowin this up and breakin the suckers up off of the mic and then rip it to shreds. Rockin a rhythm, I never stop-drop, I'm gonna give em a pop. So brothers I mop, the bigger they drop, so stop, Tung Twista, pop. Simple and plain, I smoke em like hickory dickory dock, it's time to clock. Pickin and kickin a style I be lickin and shakin and bakin and makin it rain. No deceivin and weavin a web, I be leavin a stain in your brain and bustin your vein. Able to hook em like cable cause Sinister Def ain't stable. The capable, no mistakable, makin the unbreakable breakable. Breakin it down like Imaam, so be calm, cause see, I'm. Loadin, explodin, causin harm, poppin and droppin a bomb. I'm rankin at one, makin it fun and takin my gun, and. My lyrics are cunnin, vocabulary is stunnin, son of a gun, and. Yeah, I see what I can do, so ehm - Tung Twista. And ah - I want you to come out Tung Twistin style for me. Indeed, I think I can do that, so what's up?.
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