Luyện nghe bài hát Animal Fight

1]
I'm an underground hip hop
You're a kite dancing in the wind, I'm a
This isn't a prison, this is my room
Mad's a cowboy having a showdown a noon
Who wants to step, I welcome you to the
Only marketing isn't shit, but I'm arguably the
I'm not on drugs and I'm obviously not on meds
I'm a pirate, I'll steal gold in mahogany wooden chest
And I'm back to fucking groupies, me on my bed
I answer the phone at night 'cause I'm probably getting head
I'm a hobbling goblin rappers that think they're problems here
Said I'm a goblin bitch, but down for robbing shit
Haters and doubters have thought I'm dead
Got you stuck on stupid, a bobblehead
You you're funny you dummy I'm making money bitch
Talking shit in the rain, out here fucking sunny bitch
And on this harbor, no harboring, no
But on harbor I marvel it all to tension
And think that i'm walking 'round with my henchmen
While scheming and plotting
That's not my intentions
My analysis from psycho analysts
I'm psycho and a risk, iPhone's camera
I video my show with the lights on in a dark
Light six hundred lit, in case I go ham and shit
hope to catch me having a meltdown again
Like, my skull's a microwave and my a banana split
But I can handle it, the mic with a hammer grip
Got rid of all the bad
Now they're like rips

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2]
Yo, I'm running this again, it's mine, I ran it
I've gave people a chance, but shit, I've had it
I'm holding on to bars and I can see their panic
Hit with every sentence so hard, it's like added
The sharpest knife in the when I grind at it
I'm adding, line pattern, rhyme addict
Vicious on the streets and I still got some
And my listeners, they know my tortures
Yo, I'm climbing the bottom still
Chanel Balaclava, diamond bottom grill
Two missions completed, got one mission
Spit with every vicious breath, it's the of death
Your shit is leaking, wouldn't to be in your boat
Back here to all of these animals into fur coats
So get the out of my way homie, vámonos
over everyone at once, line of dominoes
Madchild, I am colder than the winter
Little playing hockey in Versace vintage frames
Did some dumb shit that got some nervous
Back to murdering, i'm burden a glorious purpose
Stand 5 foot 7 but I still hear some
If i'm a dwarf, i'm money like a 4 foot companion
A champion that can't be in that state of mind for too
The blue's gone, the strong survived. Time to move on