Luyện nghe bài hát '96 Recreation

Yeah, wit that one
Yo, yo, yo, my futuristic lingustic rap fabric
Is a of arabic sandscript in it's italics
I talk quick, y'all bitches can't my dick release spit
Wit love should I hits
We travel through bodies blood vessels
All crab niggas try to wrestle to be on top of this pedastool
Slang doctrine, minoxin, lyrical toxin, I'm
is rushin through like a herd of angry oxen!!

Fatal for these pussy cat is dead weight
Concentrate, my murder excellerate, terminate
So spoil like coke in the
Knock knock, I shot the block
Electricity, splendidly
Internally of me like tony starks tee
I create excellency, call l-o-u-n-g assist me
Papi wardrobe is key, promptly
For slang hall, vocabulary igor, mind
Rewind for a while I dig down your track, stupid
I move shit is accurate, kojack tactics
Chaos, killa bee minds, high society blackness, spread the

My lyrical marv-el more cream than carvel
Y'all niggas best to hold weight like barbell
To my verbal swordsman school, students play truant
My most prudent pupil, rhyme influence
Of and to-bacco, mushrooms imported from morocco
on the rocks, and a twenty sack of choco
Wit forty and gold around the fist, bitch I carve
on the paper so my family won't starve

I'm in the shit, I stay highly involved
Never inconceited, never been
Been trapped in wars but not yet retreated
My you need it, I just write to read it
all fresh lyric, no nothing gets repeated
I came a long way and what, I succeeded
I conquer my opponent, and feed him food
he's childish and illiterate, and ye has been rude
To the father year me,
to the war wit the killa bee law

[ol' dirty
Scavenger nigga, a shhriimp
A full line of shhiit, my ear can iiit
Stop drinkin all that water, let's take it to the
So I can godzilla up shit mister tiny tim man
Niggas be up my beanstalk
When I start to come down on fuckin ass
You tried to chop on up
Played my like parks bitch, I'm that

Legendary weaponary
You bitch-ass fairies
Scary cats survive this verbal attack
You you're slang can match
The wu-tang, now cypher
You fake crumbs, you should be stung on tongue
While you young guns bunge, we into the grunge
Deep the dark dungeon, we come in one wind
minds combine to form the wisest rhyme force to summon
I be the quoted combination
Unloadin mysteries of life, you feel my solar wind

Just then, I on the stage like wind
Blew slang in face and it touch your skin
You chilly, just like you smoked a bag of illy
You need a coat just to your throat
Two of socks, kid I'm cold like ice rise
Chap-lipped duds can't fuck wit the
Cherry heads the draft of the ox
Shaolin niggas won't fuck wit one block
Broke forgot about half the murderer
Down wit the big street sling murderer
Terrorizin, move I'm
Fast getaway wit the slow drivin
Two miles an hour, cappa do it wit the
Somebody something, cut fool in the tower