Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars

Yeah, thats the beat there
Im to black out with 100 bars
On some shit
So dont try at home, yo, yo, yo, yo

My style of is ancient like Aztecs an' Mayans
Because I recognize its all about
Me an' my freestyle alliance practicin' African science
In front of 20 foot

skyward, calculatin'
May 5, 2000, the planetsll be in alignment
The arrival of the in the cockpit
Of a starship the size of the Bopp comet

With Mercury ion
An' a big ass 'Canibus comin' poster on the side of it
Im geographically an' intergalactically
Thats why I got extraterrestrials that wanna me

They even tried me an' they wouldve snatched me
If their craft didnt get trapped in the Earths
started to fail, crashed into a farmers field
An' thats really what 'Roswell'

Undercover operatives for Com 12
Disguised as a nigga, with a record deal
Lyrically Im off
So all hail or get towards Hell, whatever yall feel

Bruisin' niggas, confusin'
Like Chip Fu the Fu Schnickens
Hit you nuclear cruiser missiles
Hear the wild growl
Styles stockpiled for from the ground to the clouds

niggas wanna be down but its not allowed
Interrupt the cipher unannounced an' get punched in the mouth
With the southern fist
Ill bust shit, swell your lip an' get the bubba shrimp

Back the shit, what a wimp
You giant Goliath, get shot with a rubber sling
Im an gone bad
My brainwaves on an
that Im stark ravin' mad

Your whole scientific get killed in a nuclear blast
I throw the formula stashed in my hand
Flammable liquids in the lab
An' you get with all the flyin' glass

to blow up commercial aircrafts
Trained in weapons class
to see how long a nigga's breathll last, I put him in a leather mask
Spray his ass with a can of gas
Then him grab his neck an' gag

the nigga choke to death as I laugh
You wanna battle?, is the type of question you never ask
Nigga, pick a task, see who the fuckll last
Whoever losell get a iron up the ass

You to recognize, my hand is quicker than the eye
Quicker than the 5 Jamiroquai drives
A lifespan longer than 9 lives, infinite that cant die
A nigga a divine mind

I dedicate this to the wise, dedicate it to
Dividin' myself 100 ten times
You cant deny the offerin's an
Flows glow with Auroras the spark of light
Water fly like a saucer with the of a Porsche

Murder a million MCs, then all of their coffins
gettin' it on since I been born an' Im a live long
An' Im a be gettin' it on till Im
Look at all the stages I been on, all the songs that I on

I an oath to rip everything I get on
A nigga me should have carpal tunnel syndromes
In the wrist bones grippin' microphones this long
Im a small fish in a big pond

An' gets pissed off whenever I get on
Nigga try to an' get flipped on
My army march, a strong
the Nation of Islam, with suede timbs on

Extremely
Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits an' vision goggles
A lynch mob, shittin' on niggas
Drawn to a hideous form with horns an' a on

Duckin' down low Vietnam fightin' the Vietcong
Screamin', Incoming I see a bomb
Speak to your leader, surrender your
You need a million more soldiers to even the odds

800,000 to even consider a war
An' 200,000 more to look hard
You better your flag an' withdraw
My cavalry charge accompanied by a of wicked metaphors

An' yall
Attach yall to the back of my
An' drag yall across the asphalt
9 outta 10 is frauds

You know who you are always talkin' about your an' your cars
Your jewelry an' your girls, its like we from two worlds
You motherfuckers really get on my
'Cause Im them, on some futuristic cyborg shit

I close my when I freestyle, so I could read what picture crossed in
raise my arms like a sorcerer an' cast a fireball into the audience
To barbecue brain organs
You feel like youve been thrown in a microwave

I flame broil suckers an' hit em with some shit
The raw shit, call my reinforcements, the Horsemen
Take a big piece of chalk an' draw a line across the stage
I dare a to cross it

Ill even call my man, Rob at two in the mornin'
Tell him its important, tell him to call
3 way an' sing a
Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers record it

Call the news, Ill kill reporters
Start a lawsuit, Ill kill lawyers
Fuck the soft an' fuck what yall think
My albums gold 'cause my album was the bomb,

Yall niggas got ass beat 'cause you asked for it
Got your picture an' put in a tabloid
'Cause you a man an' you like to touch little
You fuck 'em in the ass, then you em cash for it

Thats some sick shit,
A hundred years ago, theyd have you to see Sigmund Freud
You fraudulent, feminine, as a feather is
With an effortless blow, Ill crack whole skeleton

You think youre better Canibus, wheres the evidence?
You got below intelligence an' poor penmanship
You to shut the fuck up 'cause your breath stink
fifty cents an' purchase a pack of Peppermints

Battlin' me? You win
You thought you was the only that could sneak a weapon in?
Nigga, again, 'cause after Im finished wreckin' this shit
Im a drink a whole bottle of Henney an' go a lesbian