Luyện nghe bài hát Bars

Bars, bars,
I got with those by far
Above par repertoire,
My assembles scar your garbage
Come learn who I are, the boy from PR
Brooklyn veteran, peddling medicine by the jar
Turn booth human, hear me roar
Start a stampede with and a jungle, fuck a tar
Yeah, man, I up the guitars
up any drum barehanded like a paw
Million karat diamond rhyming to find a flaw
Better off trying to find an dinosaur
And an unidentified flying object off
When they seeing a taking selfies all aboard
You niggas look bored, wanna see a monster? Well, on
Sarom play the horn, I like Con
Edison, better than whatever you is on
I stomach you niggas, kettle corn
You an umbrella, can't weather the storm
I'm pure toxic, rain pouring in metal
Magnetic maggots, you faggots
With the track playing and the ProTools crashing
Why you look surprised like you don't what happened
Ortiz decided to do a little bit of rappin'?
Brainwaves blacking, anything whole in of me turns fraction
to fraction
Listen you freaking frat, you're no match I'm spazzin'
So nigga back, hope you caught that
Anyway I'm back in my like a zipper
like a wizard, full of hot air in your balloon, it's a figment
Of your imagination, I'm smooth as the witch that Judy Ruby slippers
No place like home, and some liquor
Patron, nickels don't mixture
I'm out here getting money, I'm a bad honey
Fucking on somebody mother, or little sister
You niggas got hot, caused a few
Those'll get every time I drop a sizzler
Man, you can't be serious acting the Riddler
Dressing Robin
Matter of fact like Robin after he the 60's
As a boy I wanted the Ac Vigor
Got a little older, a black Six
I'm back to the act
Not the car, I just act vigorous on my blaxk GSXR
Carry the .25, now my pat bigger
Clap you and detach ligger-
from the rest of your body, you mad disfigured
This album is gonna be dangerous, the artwork is a picture
But I don't wanna talk, I let the speak
I make the flood when the verse leak
So motherfucker I am
next solo album for the fans, fuck a first week