Luyện nghe bài hát Blows to The Temple

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

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

And now the out
(Boom)
A blackout, failure
I ain't the Burger King, but I got a whale of
Uppercuts hits and hey niggaz
'Cuz I'm weird, they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a
And I a Bean, but I'm not from Boston
I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck me
(You end up the in the casket)
You flow ass pussy nigga, sucker duck
(Yo Common, calm down, you to calm down)
This Grape to step to me with his arms down
Lesson number one, when you're to throw
step up talkin', that's like tryin' to pitch, but you're balkin'
And I'ma first, hide the base, but you base

You can call me Petey 'cuz the marks 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 and then slash
Tried to play me a skit, but now you got a gash
You character, for ya inherit a, brace
Makin' ya thousand deaths times worser than a
But call me Screwneck and I do wreck shit
So next he push up in the jam, boy, you better exit

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

Blood clot boy, you get bucked tryin' to fuck the
Mario, Super Super like Mario
the Common, sucker clucks
(What we do?)
Mission the loves, gettin' kisses and hugs
But then we runnin' to a scrub that to bug
He's out to get some what they call em because we bunt
(What?)

But I bug, I just slide her and hit her
Some be rumpy with the chat, chat chitter
Yo, we did her but I betcha I'm better on it
Now you got a 100 beef, it's just a beatdown
(Uh, uh, ahh)
Too late to try to be
Brother your best bet, is to your eyes, like Dee Brown
('Cuz a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)

And if I ask who shit, the Caravan gotta bus, sing it
(On defense)
But our bumrush is well done, not medium
It's rare to see an 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 leave it the day after
And after we go and you hit the ground
Then you know I'm with the "Blows to the temple"