Luyện nghe bài hát Assassins

In 2013, the World Government placed sanctions freethinking
Individuals in order to force people to 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 captured, tortured, and executed
Only remained
The third of which was to own an arsenal
That would rival an entire city's police
The second was rumored was to be able to move throughout space and
And the

Fasten your seatbelts for the of the three assassins on Earth
The first her purse with a heat stealth
They call me Jean McCoy, the in me employed
To ploy deplorable audibled, destructive actions attractive to Coy
Hey, pass to the Troy after, I'm your life over
He'll deliver it through sticks, Hades, I'm cold, deliver it lady
My flow is limited, me some craze, whispering
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and your whittling
Blistering lines in six stick to spine
Rap with a sick trapped in thick bitch frame
Drug you strychnine and I drinks you drunk and it's my kidney you dick
Brain?I'm just itching to veins
Stitch lines! Rip game!? yo lives
Sick range visions nigga, rocks or kick rhymes until the pain?
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it Capri Sun
Ignorant as ever, she clever, equivalent be
A ball breaker, call fakers out passion
You got the bastard to brawl with the broad bashers?
The in your court, pass it!
You're worn in faster than acid
AIDS slapped on the back of a Kardashian
The wall crasher, all in the forecast
The gas pour in the corridors racking your doors out
Catch Grae backing out the back door,
Still it back to the bar for last call

They ask me why I'm regarded, this god body probably
Monch is a mixture of Garvey, Miles Davis, and Bob Marley
Never skateboard slang "gnarly"
like, we in our whip on our way to the top like Charles Barkley
You are hardly prepared to spar a marksman spot me
I'm gambit the ace of spades, I'm masterin' archery
Vermicular, particularly the
Specifically the so when I spit it's spectacular and accurate
When I I'm more like Acura
Flip the bird, bitch, more blood than Blacula
More Christian scriptures encrypted backwards vernacular
But sicker than of Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction
I am, that for real
Per capita smackin' the next rapper that the term "swag" or thereafter
These three assassins get to ass
Prepare to for a professional ass that can shifts
Spit, hollow tip clips
Sick, he? (Mind control)
Make you shoot best friend in the face, Dick Cheney
My life is like a documentary
Depicted in black and white, flicks (Geronimo!)
I'm on Guantanamo Bay takin' pics in a Morgan pose
With my left foot on a pile of screamin' "we are renegades!"
you, pay me

I be ridin' around with a stripper slash Burlesque
I it pop like my cock in Durex condom
I'm a, opposite artist I find irony in
From bein' like a stone in the grass to the Garden
The same irony as goin' from automatic in the backyard
To havin' the machine behind me
I take my Australian bitches and show some thangs
She know my stroke is deadly so she gave me brain
Don't try to get familiar, if I feel you in person
I'll flip the script and I'll accidentally kill you on
The when I'm flailing, I got so many furs
PETA paint splash me when they see me, no matter what I'm wearin
Your bitch bout to open up, sniff some blow off of my
you could say she on my coconuts
I'm on point like Chris
You on point like an Atlantic City that licks balls
I'm bout to flip in this like Dominique Dawes
And shut down like a car when it stalls
I am the deadliest rapper, you claimin' that you flow water
But really ya'll niggas Evian
hit the jackpot with this flow that I got
I when I'm hot
It's my to stop holdin' my crotch
My whip cleaner Amish men in honest ends
Two dimes with me like I'm a cause I'm a ten

Okay, I'm in