Luyện nghe bài hát Battle For Asgard

Into the war of the worlds, where twirl
L.I.F.E. shakin planets for the ?
? lands when I spit out and hurl
It's a writer's guild, Cannibal Ox take over your herd
We our flags on your soils
Despoiling with turmoil
? couldn't be foil
We potent rounds lit out similar to ?
I was there it all first sparked
next to poisonous darts
Camouflaged with the dark, to blend in the scenery
Snatch your whole team's machinery
Before knowin I spot blowing
Throwing heads off tracks, em with an open palm
BITCH
Make your whole feel it when I spray
The battle's begun, it gets deeper as the song plays
with his arms folded
Fists up
(?) on the side of my waist
V on the of the belt
Rappin' (?)
Cape
Still
two cannons
1 3 2 got me
Ninja in the night the phantoms
up, set off hoppers (?)
See rays blast the optics
Livin in up ghetto economics
Spit from the voicebox, with sonics
Animals out of boxes
we got that Stronghold on the throat
That'll leave you all on the float
Split belly cos you off the
The battle for Asgard and we fight as
Shatter your glass cage into a crystal shards
I in the basement, like the Kreuger Kid (?)
Shut the down like Baghdad Lubavich (?)
Your clique wrestle warlocks
The audience you
I eight ounces of water
With my time
Wrote rhymes with time on mother nature's fabric
A hard rock, I descended from stone
the bones and poems, of my deceased foes
Who couldn't bounce from spot to spot like toes (?) (so?)
Allow me to surf on your brain waves with jet
you want your wrists to part like the red sea
On the roof of hell, you got stomped by angel's
Cause you can't be down, you had gravity
(We thoughts!)
I translate harpoons to sharp
When the point is made, from my breath
Don't get walls confused linoleum
And try to cut my like a scared custodian (know me son!)
bite upon, I told you not to get it on
But you still trick the hoes with a broken magic
Atoms, whole family dear
To duplicate & recreate could take a light
Squeeze your head a sneaker, lace your face
Throw you in a black hole, you swim through space
We mind-bogglin,
Got the scroll of Galactus now I'm
got the surfboard and he's hollerin
All must die
And I know you not son, that's a lie
And you have my 3.14, that's my pi... (stupid!)
I'm a diamond in the rough, and lucy in the sky with a cubit
Your don't do it
I deal cloud literature
my real name is closer to Thor's than yours
Where we there is no floor
is the battle for Asgard (say no more)
Atoms fam & Stronghold, clamp the mic
And you and your best friend even sound tight
I something ain't right
We constellations when they close in
The lost sons of
With a of parables to get em open
But the psionic imagery'll leave em
I used to outdo like you in my lunch period
Then conversate with the burning about a period
And bust through your ego the hymen line of scrimmage
life's the goal, your warning in 2 minutes