Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars

Yeah, thats the beat right
Im about to out with 100 bars
On some professional
So try this at home, yo, yo, yo, yo

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

Lookin' skyward,
May 5, 2000, the nine planetsll be in
The of the prophet in the cockpit
Of a the size of the Hale Bopp comet

Mercury ion rockets
An' a big ass 'Canibus comin' soon' poster on the of it
Im known geographically an'
why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me

They tried kidnappin' me an' they wouldve snatched me
If their craft didnt get trapped in the gravity
Engines started to fail, crashed a farmers field
An' thats really what caused

operatives workin' for Com 12
Disguised as a nigga, signed with a deal
Lyrically Im off
So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever feel

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

Whack niggas wanna be down but its not
Interrupt the cipher unannounced an' youll get in the mouth
With the southpaw fist
Ill bust your shit, your lip an' get the bubba shrimp

the tougher shit, what a wimp
You Goliath, niggas get shot with a rubber sling
Im an experiment bad
My brainwaves on an
Show Im stark ravin' mad

Your whole scientific staffll get killed in a nuclear
When I the formula stashed in my hand
Flammable in the lab explode
An' you get stabbed with all the flyin'

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

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

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

I dedicate to the wise, dedicate it to dames
Dividin' myself into 100 ten
You cant the offerin's an offer
Flows that glow Auroras the spark of light
fly like a saucer with the torque of a Porsche

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

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

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

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

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

Plus 800,000 to even a war
An' 200,000 more to even look
You better drop your an' withdraw
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of metaphors

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yall niggas got your ass beat you asked for it
Got picture taken an' put in a tabloid
'Cause you a man an' you like to touch boys
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, fragile as a is
an effortless blow, Ill crack your whole skeleton

You think youre better than Canibus, wheres the
You got average intelligence an' poor penmanship
You need to the fuck up 'cause your breath stink
Take fifty cents an' purchase a pack of

me? You never win
You thought you was the only that could sneak a weapon in?
Nigga, guess again, 'cause after Im wreckin' this shit
Im a drink a bottle of Henney an' go fuck a lesbian