Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Something

I display my dynamics, get out the way dammit
I plan it just to MC's abandoned
Brandin' X's when I flex this, I wreck
And leave searching for the exit
Let's get physical, I got precision
Until I fill ya when you rot

Shrivel, crazy paranoia 'cause I'll you
Cut you, me and my microphone out
And touch you, crush you into
I'm sparkin', still I get smarter and I make my hits harder
I styles, stack piles, distract smiles
You're wack while I to get in you

The main to my service is to make MCs nervous
No one will this, superb is my skill
Niggas, get as I spills 'em
I them with vocals, I slam and folks will
Out jammies because I slam with
And you can't deny because you abandoned me

I to collect my thoughts
This brought perfection
And it was taught to the
Now your ass is out Cas is out
Your shit clash, I that you will make it
But you can fake it like these other butts

I don't who or what signed 'em
They be in it for the loot
Fuck, I don't need this shit
My hit, the straight beat and that's it
I hate a weak MC when he it tempts me
To crack his and leave his domepiece empty