Luyện nghe bài hát Assassins

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

Fasten your seatbelts for the of the three assassins on Earth
The first flashin' her purse a heat stealth
call me Jean McCoy, the beast in me employed
To ploy deplorable through audibled, destructive 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, deliver it
My flow is limited, pray me some craze,
"Stay on ya villains", it's Grae and your day's whittling
Blistering lines packed in six to spine
Rap with a sick mind trapped in bitch frame
Drug you with strychnine and I drinks you drunk and it's my you dick
Brain?I'm just to slit veins
lines! Rip game!? Fuck yo lives
Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or kick until the pain?
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, it like Capri Sun
Ignorant as ever, she clever, be none
A ball breaker, fakers out with passion
You got the gall bastard to brawl with the broad
The ball's in your court, it!
You're worn in four faster than
With AIDS on the back of a Kardashian
The wall crasher, you're all in the
The gas pour in the racking your doors blacking out
Catch Grae backing out the door, cacklin'
Still make it back to the bar for last

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

I be ridin' with a stripper slash Burlesque model
I it pop like my cock in Durex condom
I'm a, opposite artist I irony in goin
From bein' like a stone in the grass to rockin' the
The irony as goin' from fully automatic in the backyard
To the whole machine behind me
I take my Australian bitches and show other thangs
She know my is deadly so she gave me bloody brain
Don't try to get familiar, if I don't feel you in
I'll the script and I'll accidentally kill you on purpose
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, some blow off of my dick
Guess you say she on my coconuts
I'm on point like Paul
You on point like an City hooker that licks balls
I'm bout to in this bitch like Dominique Dawes
And shut shit down like a car it stalls
I am the deadliest rapper, you claimin' that you like water
But ya'll niggas Evian backwards
hit the jackpot with this flow that I got
I know I'm hot
my show to stop holdin' my crotch
My whip cleaner than Amish men in ends
Two dimes with me like I'm a twin I'm a ten

Okay, I'm in