Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Drill

Boxcar sessionist magic is
The magnet breakin' 'em to
Micro fragments. I might go
Shoot joe on if I miss i'll
Get your one day won't forget
I'm good with gun play I get
Wreck check the don't remove
Your firing pin 'cause I get
Off - comes the safety a clip
Or get plugged the four - 5th
Off my hip best believe the
Triggers gettin' we stroll
The back doors to the is
Where we go when we hell

And are shot thrown don't

An eye ruff when I flex the
Ingrim don't even try it.
I'm the arsonist 'cause I'll you
With the I'm funky plus I got
fresh in my rug tug a war and
Get dug six feet under plans are

Combat hand to hand cowards
Is gettin' with detergent if
You to freak a funky flow we
Can splurge it so I'll like an
I'll send a flow that'll kill
Bet I won't a sweat in a
drill

Start ya but you look
Exhausted carbon monoxide
I'm sly
a foxeye see me I'll jack you
For your bundle g be lurking
In the smirking when you're
the hobo junctionist

Is to freak the smoke a
Blunt to the till we reach
The spiritual then get wit ya
dip her like a tea bag up it
Another notch for the bag king
Queens be freaky fiends sleep
And
Fall think the the bomb but like
Tom you'll get sheer energy
So u know I be stockin' entities
Eatin' beans and I do reek when
I speak true this ya girl nice
To freak you let me a clip slip
One
In the click clak that's the
Sound of the gat right the jack
Comes true I you knew
That's ya cue oh! but you're a
kinda swollen but you ain't
Real you strike if we was
Bowlin' to the left arch ya
the impact is fat when I tag a

With a battle

The nomadic attic dweller
On the cheddar cheese down
The yankin' mentals clean

Are treats for the tricks like
A magician doin' halftucks and
chest be cavin' in and I be
In the rubbish rubbin' this like
Through my saliva be
Liva than stoppin' flows in they
Cuttin' the tape it's to debate
Fate tells me this is the last
To be cracked rippin' the
the gums hums this lift ya
Lip a little more to the chef's
For flavor be beggin' me to stop
The torturing but I bring
A subconscience which no conscienceness
On this no mercy on a groove
No
Space to move mate it's

For the I'm projecting
Flavor till you chalk
One add a kill for the battle