Luyện nghe bài hát Avalanche

[Verse: MF
I'd like to start off by our sponsor
For financing the parts for this Frankenstein
Along with my partner who's a bro of few
We did this research for nerds and two birds
do a show, same time watch it
And guaranteed to give 'em more than hock spit
MC extraordinaire, technique of rare
Caught a glare, sure to scare, next more to share
From the most retarded-est artists this and forever
Villain 'nem, ya mean big brothers ya
Definitely felonies, me
MC, yelling B, set 'em free
Let me see, strategy's misleading
G's all in the with the batteries and Z-Rims
He, him stalked the concrete bunion
And won't hurt when it's on like the stun gun
*tsssst* Not so

Funyun faced rappers eat rocks, over
punks with a stock flow
And them funky fresh with no socks for hocko
been as high as Kathmandu
And to the side like that fat man's shoe
Look, not to give a mixed
The rap game got more toys than Kringle
And he's fake, yer is not deceiving
I believe my eyeballs no more than "Steveland"
No wonder,

Snuck him like an unexpected from a lefty
Caught me, shot an eye out
Felt good though, even with the cotton dry
out
Okay, time in
seen a living human being with black skin
What's Besides smoking trees and wheezing
For no working like a broken tetrahedron
He get paid and get

Still get mad it's time to get v-vanilla
They the Don had gone silent
And deep in the studies he's accepted non-violence
Don't make him have to skip some
And up an old can of whoop-ass with the fastness
Cut the raw put a little more in
club full of whores and grown men snoring
Keep the sown like Thread and Bobbin Bonus
And make sure the seeds know never ever own this
Beat a dead pony and sell the for glue
Get a portion off the for the shoe
No need to if there's no pig to do
Flew a fly flow with the of Mr. Magoo
Blew a wad on a platinum card
Come back broke as ask the god for credit
it

The is like a hand crafted ghillie suit
if the ladies could see him they'd say he's really cute
Hmm
Thanks in
Don't try to be now had ya chance

Rappers is Bagger Vance
Who need to fix they pants or get by the Mac 10
Or 11, or
Jesus, see the reverend take the oath
He moves his huge hands in the dark fate
Waitin' for the date to the tape like bait