Luyện nghe bài hát Assassins

In 2013, the World Government placed against freethinking
Individuals in order to force to adhere to one way of life
An independently funded organization (garbled speech)
Hired 100 assassins to infiltrate the headquarters where were kept
Of these 100, 97 were captured, tortured, and
three remained
The of which was said to own an arsenal
That would rival an entire city's force
The second was rumored was to be able to throughout space and time
And the

Fasten your seatbelts for the last of the three assassins on
The first flashin' her purse a heat stealth
call me Jean McCoy, the beast in me employed
To ploy deplorable through audibled, actions attractive to Coy
Hey, to the Troy after, I'm passing your life over
He'll deliver it through sticks, Hades, I'm cold, deliver it lady
My flow is limited, pray me some craze,
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and day's whittling
Blistering packed in six stick to spine
Rap with a sick trapped in thick bitch frame
Drug you with strychnine and I you drunk and it's my kidney you dick
just itching to slit veins
Stitch lines! Rip game!? Fuck yo
Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or rhymes until the pain?
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it Capri Sun
as ever, she clever, equivalent be none
A ball breaker, call out with passion
You got the gall bastard to brawl with the bashers?
The in your court, pass it!
You're worn in four faster than
With AIDS slapped on the back of a
The wall crasher, all in the forecast
The gas pour in the corridors racking doors blacking out
Catch Grae out the back door, cacklin'
make it back to the bar for last call

They ask me why I'm highly regarded, god body probably
Monch is a mixture of Marcus Garvey, Miles Davis, and Bob
skateboard slang like "gnarly"
More like, we in our on our way to the top like Charles Barkley
You are hardly prepared to spar a marksman spot me
I'm gambit with the ace of spades, I'm archery
Vermicular, the vernacular
the fits so when I spit it's spectacular and accurate
When I attack I'm more like
Flip Bloomberg the bird, bitch, more than Blacula
More Christian encrypted with backwards vernacular
But sicker than most of Glenn in Fatal Attraction
I am, nigga for real
Per capita smackin' the next that uses the term "swag" or thereafter
three assassins get to ass whippin'
Prepare to for a professional ass that can shape
Spit, tip clips mainly
Sick, he? (Mind control)
Make you shoot your best in the face, Dick Cheney
My is like a documentary film
Depicted in black and white, grainy (Geronimo!)
I'm on Guantanamo Bay takin' pics in a Morgan pose
With my left on a pile of detainees screamin' "we are renegades!"
you, pay me

I be ridin' around with a slash Burlesque model
I make it pop like my cock in Durex
I'm a, opposite artist I find in goin
From bein' a stone in the grass to rockin' the Garden
The same irony as goin' fully automatic in the backyard
To the whole machine behind me
I take my Australian bitches and show some other
She know my is deadly so she gave me bloody brain
Don't try to get familiar, if I feel you in person
I'll flip the script and accidentally kill you on purpose
The baddest when I'm flailing, I got so furs
PETA gonna paint splash me when they see me, no matter what I'm
Your bitch bout to open up, sniff some off of my dick
Guess you could say she on my
I'm on point Chris Paul
You on point like an Atlantic City hooker that balls
I'm to flip in this bitch like Dominique Dawes
And shut shit down like a car when it
I am the deadliest rapper, you claimin' that you flow like
But really ya'll Evian backwards
Marshall hit the jackpot this flow that I got
I when I'm hot
It's my show to stop my crotch
My whip cleaner than Amish men in honest
Two dimes with me I'm a twin cause I'm a ten

Okay, I'm in