Luyện nghe bài hát Blows to The Temple

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We can go, toe to toe the blows to the temple
(Not)
Not the Temple of Doom, so make
For the Caravan
(Who you with?)
The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilit Tone, Derrick and some
I don't get rid of some

While marks be lookin' hard and they be beggin'
They too many cases and now they got courage
like Goldilocks tryin' to take Pop's porridge
But I got the straight
the name, I got rep, don't dare sleep
Slept and got,
An AC, DC spider up the wall we mount
Now came down the Common, the Sense

And now the out
(Boom)
A blackout, power
I the Burger King, but I got a whale of blows
jabs hits and hey niggaz
'Cuz I'm weird, they me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker
And I break a Bean, but I'm not from
I'm stronger, and faster, Steve Austin

Common'll keep the camera movin', I'm fast
I'm from a town called, "Fresh off a ass"
And I'm to go on like Stephanie Mills
You must be poppin' pills, tryin' to to me
to the left of me, we got the U A C
(Whattup)

And comin' up to the of me, we got the U A C
(Come on)
And in of me, yo we got the U A C
And in front of me is a man G
(Baw)
We hit 'em

Kick it, a duck to buck, but the vic got vicked
So I him, he's another victim of a circumstance
He did a like Ali
(Say what?)
But he floated like a water fly and stung a C
Ya see, I ain't out here, to be a bully
Nor am I pretendin' to be a goodie
(Word is bond)

I got big balls homes
And if a player try to press me, I break the zone
to stage a, ooh shit, up in the sky
You watch out, I'm tellin' you why
Common is breaking, marks down, ah, follow me now
Yo, Common Sense is breaking, marks
Uhh, check it, check it, it
I huff and I puff and I
(What?)

The motherfuckin' house down, I guess you didn't
skillet, where ya been?
Are you the boy in the bubble?
Ooh, you in
A tisket, a tasket, you're get your ass kicked
You better know in my jacket, fuck the basket
Oh, goddamn child, I mean it's
You end up on a stretched 'cuz I stretch you Plastikman

Fuck me
(You end up the in the casket)
You flow ass pussy nigga, duck bastard
(Yo Common, calm down, you got's to down)
This Grape tried to step to me his arms down
number one, when you're ready to throw
Never step up talkin', that's tryin' to pitch, but you're balkin'
And I'ma steal first, the base, but you base

You can call me Pencil Petey 'cuz the I erase
In case of emergency, it's see, that you see a doctor
You to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor
I knock that ass bringin' it down and then
to play me with a skit, but now you got a gash
You character, for ya inherit a, brace
Makin' ya deaths times worser than a Screwface
But they call me and I do wreck shit
So next time he push up in the jam, boy, you exit

Late in the house
U A C in the
7-D in the
R T A in the
True in the house
Dem Dere Dyslexics in the
And we gonna fuckin' blow the down
it, hit 'em with a

Blood boy, you get bucked tryin' to fuck with the
Mario, Super Super Brothers like
Here the Common, clucks
(What we do?)
upon the loves, gettin' kisses and hugs
But then we to a scrub that tried to bug
out to get some what they call em stunts because we bunt
(What?)

But I don't bug, I slide her and hit her
Some be rumpy chump the chat, chat chitter
Yo, we did her but I betcha know I'm on it
Now you got a 100 percent beef, just a beatdown
(Uh, uh, ahh)
Too late to try to be
Brother your best bet, is to cover eyes, like Dee Brown
('Cuz a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)

And if I ask who popped shit, the Caravan bus, sing it
(On defense)
But our bumrush is well done, not medium
It's to see an enemy within play
True indeed a lot of shit, is he say, she say
Me say, warriors come out and
And I'ma tear shit up and it like the day after
And after we go around and you hit the
you know I'm down with the "Blows to the temple"