Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Baba & The Mic Thieves

1
Ladies and gentlemen
Who's in town
Too Phat and Phlowtron
Ay yo we it down
Breaking the barrier's of
Jealousy no bounds
Moving in sixty degrees
Like a go round
Still red and
The blood courses through my veins
Arising from the
a hydroplane
Smuggling in crack
there's no pain
There's no
So I my domain
In a mind frame that's

2
Yes
Yes yes
I I'm sick
I
of finesse
When my raps
You couldn't this
Till I'm I spit tight
Can't me on the mic
We'll hit the streets and fist
I'm to dislike
The that
a cheap hype
How gonna take me down
With frail
And psyche
weak
Your mild
And a tad
to this game
Of hide and
With mic freaks

3
Yo it's Khazanah the
I bled the red
scarred through
The red sea
I speak what the future
hip-hop for the dead
This drive to ecstacy
So let the ground be laid
The kid braces grace
The scene in hiatus
reborn revive
Rehearse this

4
Yo five now
Malique is an cat
We started off the same
You promising act
Now what problem is black?
say they callin' you back?
You still are shoppin' for your
While I'm polishin'
Should your colleging back
Or start like in Mc D's
At least you'll get some on
But minus the rap
You mad G?
Start cripwalk
And smack me?
Please, a nation of Bloods
Are gonna me

5
Ba' granna wit' mini bonn
It's Da'Bomb
Namaewa bakudan
Inspectin' the kinda
To
The way
You trynna put
The rhyme away
It's evident that we
the element
Of hip-hop commandment
Equivalent to
This brilliant
I can
Coz I barry more wack emcees drew

6
Panel of the
this starscream
I
The Phat Fam team
Exhibit one
Murder on the run
Spittin'
We the sun
Burning
Killing
Distort your
Diagnose you with sun
Spotted headlumps
against us
Will lead to your
Nation of the three

7
I'm sick of
Who diss
But be like witches
Here disses
To discompose
And hit ya'
I'm to disfigure
Any who wanna play
Swift with sharp
Discover I'm to dissuade
So keep your
Don't
And disturb this
Disingenous
Disheartened quick disperse
I'll distinguish
Who disunite the
And disgusting friends
rap disabilities
8
I rhyme nice
So lemme you
On this heist
You hidden a screen
Never seen like a
my advice
Up us
And you pay the
When it to street fights
I and y'all be looking
Like itty mice
I spit out
a bad taste
Of mocha
the crowd
I bring it
Then I it fo' ya'
I'm of these cats on posters
I burn 'em to like toasters
Rob yo' as you screaming
Like six on coasters

9
Delusions of
Is one of the
you trynna build
Your imaginary
If you think your
I must be Tolkien
This is happens
you messin'
Wit' the protean
Let the
Cunning linguist recite
Like this your so highness
Are you
I offered you the blue
But the red you chose
Now you'se

10
Yo, buck a
I scribble rhymes
With my
I'm
songs a little toast
For my
I'm roastin' my
but I post no complaints
Buckin' paranoid when
Think of in a plane
I I'm dyin'
I'm seein'
I supposed to
Like Linda Blair in
Up in my lovin'
Buck the mic I'm
I'm one of a boaster
girlfriends
Cause reals buckin' closer