Luyện nghe bài hát Blindly Firing

What's your definition of
'Cause I think our opinions
'Till own skills develop, be wise and shut the hell up
I you man, I'll fold your plans
You know you be colder than me
With a microphone in hand I'll show your I own this land
My intangible
Expanding that stands and holds hip-hop on a cross
Lickin' for the lost vision
Listen: It's imbedded in my code to push the evolution
up the pollution and let the rhetoric grow
So your records get sold and each blow
You give, adds tad more gold to eat whole out of cracked peach bowl
As we go rules, the freedom of independence we breed
So we'll eat 'till we're full, keep control and bleed at speed, you know?
I weave and sew my way through imaginary land of fairies and trolls
Tryin' to the scroll
I carry a load that weighs way more than my area
Vocabulary unfolds so that you cherish the story of merit you're told
Your bold, but build a barrier
Spare your words before you
be careless, apparently to share a paragraph tears your nerves
Heard you grew some
Now you your crew don't suck?
Stupid
In a battle you'll still to us

This one's for all the in the world that think they can get with this
and Abilities, you know we be the sickest
MCs under my feet with they names on my list
This one's for you, this for you
This for all my people lovin' hip-hop that are truly gifted
and Abilities, we only came to rip shit
DJs with no cuts outside self-inflicted wrist slits
This for you, this one's for you

What's your definition of
I think our opinions differ
I guess I don't know dope from the viewpoint of a listener
So it sound?
My new joints points
Arousing styles of new nose for a miles in any direction you point
If I was your pal, I'd respect all criticism was honest
But I'm not 'cause probably an MC in the closet
copyin' everything from the sentences to the penmanship
Mad 'cause I invented what you can't even pretend to intend to
Promise an end to this childish game
Refrain from grabbing the mid and spare yourself shame
No, I don't the same
And yes, I'm a little
But it ain't no 'cause lyrically, nobody can hang
There's always for admiring a pro
But get off the
Can't you see the tire is full?
Oh, now you wanna call me out for offending ears?
Just chill, a billion other better ways to end your career, for real
I can't even hear you skill-less motor mouths with clout
up to less than zero, I'm your hero
Don't go that route, show you out now
Peace to all the MCs
But first, I'ma you show why my DJ's name is Abilities