Luyện nghe bài hát Bars

Bars, bars,
I got with those by far
Above par repertoire,
My assembles scar your garbage
Come who I are, it's the boy from PR
Brooklyn veteran, ex-drug peddling by the jar
Turn booth super human, hear me
Start a stampede with YAOWA and a jungle, a tar
Yeah, man, I up the guitars
Beat up any drum barehanded a paw
Million karat rhyming trying to find a flaw
Better off trying to find an dinosaur
And an unidentified flying object off
When they seeing a yeti taking selfies all
You look bored, wanna see a monster? Well, come on
Sarom play the horn, I like Con
Edison, better than you niggas is on
I can't stomach you niggas, corn
You an umbrella, can't weather the storm
I'm pure toxic, pouring in metal form
maggots, out-rap you faggots
With the playing backwards and the ProTools crashing
Why you look surprised like you don't know happened
When Ortiz decided to do a bit of rappin'?
Brainwaves blacking, anything whole in of me turns fraction
Friction to
Listen you freaking frat, no match when I'm spazzin'
So nigga fall back, hope you that
Anyway I'm back in my groove like a
Move like a wizard, full of hot air in your balloon, a figment
Of your imagination, I'm smooth as the that gave Judy Ruby slippers
No place home, booth and some liquor
Patron, nickels don't mixture
I'm out here money, I'm a bad honey twister
Fucking on mother, niece or little sister
You niggas got hot, caused a few
Those'll get popped time I drop a sizzler
Man, you can't be serious like the Riddler
like Robin
Matter of like Robin after he left the 60's
As a boy I wanted the Ac Vigor
Got a little older, wanted a Six
I'm back to the act
Not the car, I just act on my matte blaxk GSXR
the .25, now my pat pats bigger
Clap you and that ligger-
Ment from the 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 the internet flood when the verse leak
So here I am
This next solo for the fans, fuck a first week