Luyện nghe bài hát Assassins

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

Fasten your seatbelts for the last of the three assassins on
The flashin' her purse with a heat stealth
They call me McCoy, the beast in me employed
To ploy through audibled, destructive actions attractive to Coy
Hey, pass to the after, I'm passing your life over
He'll deliver it through river sticks, Hades, I'm cold, it lady
My flow is limited, me some craze, whispering
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and your day's
Blistering lines packed in six stick to
Rap with a sick mind in thick bitch frame
Drug you with strychnine and I drinks you drunk and it's my kidney you
Brain?I'm itching to slit veins
Stitch lines! Rip game!? yo lives
Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or kick until the pain?
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it like Sun
as ever, she clever, equivalent be none
A ball breaker, fakers 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 acid
With AIDS on the back of a Kardashian
The wall crasher, you're all in the
The gas pour in the corridors racking your blacking out
Catch backing out the back door, cacklin'
Still make it to the bar for last call

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

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

Okay, I'm in