Luyện nghe bài hát Battle For Asgard

Into the war of the worlds, where cities
L.I.F.E. Long shakin for the ?
? when I spit out and hurl words
It's a Stronghold writer's guild, Ox take over your herd
We planted our on your soils
opponents with turmoil
? be aluminum foil
We with rounds lit out similar to ?
I was there when it all sparked
Jersey next to darts
Camouflaged with the dark, to in with the scenery
your whole team's referee machinery
Before knowin I spot blowing
Throwing heads off tracks, smackin em with an open
BITCH
Make your whole feel it when I spray
The battle's just begun, it gets deeper as the song
Mega his arms folded
Fists up
Toast (?) on the side of my
V on the buckle of the
Rappin' (?)
Cape
Still
With two
1 3 2 got me
Ninja in the night with the
Amped up, set off (?)
See rays blast from the
Livin in fucked up ghetto
Spit the voicebox, nasty with sonics
released out of boxes
Plus we got that on the throat
leave you all gone on the float
Split belly cos you off the
The battle for and we fight as gods
Shatter your glass cage into a thousand shards
I stayed in the basement, the Kreuger Kid (?)
Shut the city down like Lubavich (?)
Your stupid clique wrestle
The audience you
I drank eight of water
With my time
Wrote rhymes with father time on mother nature's
A hard rock, I from stone tablets
the bones and poems, of my deceased foes
Who couldn't bounce from spot to spot Greek toes (?) (so?)
Allow me to on your brain waves with jet skis
Unless you want your wrists to part the red sea
On the roof of hell, you got by angel's feet
Cause you can't be down, you had gravity
(We thoughts!)
I translate harpoons to death
When the point is made, from my breath
get walls confused with linoleum
And try to cut my square a scared custodian (know me son!)
Every bite upon, I you not to get it on
But you still trick the hoes with a broken magic
Strong Atoms, whole family
To duplicate & recreate could take a year
Squeeze head into a sneaker, lace your face
Throw you in a black hole, make you through space
We mind-bogglin,
Got the scroll of now I'm planet-swallowin
Megala's got the surfboard and hollerin
All arch-enemies die
And I you not unbreakable son, that's a lie
And you have my 3.14, that's my pi... (stupid!)
I'm a in the rough, and you're lucy in the sky with a cubit
raps don't do it
I deal with cloud
Plus my real name is closer to Thor's yours
Where we practice there is no
This is the for Asgard (say no more)
fam & Stronghold, nuclear clamp the mic
And you and your best don't even sound tight
I guess something right
We like constellations they close in
The lost sons of
With a mouthful of to get em open
But the psionic imagery'll em frozen
I to outdo cats like you in my lunch period
conversate with the burning bush about a period
And bust your ego like the hymen line of scrimmage
life's the goal, your warning comes in 2