Luyện nghe bài hát Boom

I'm the verbal-spit & Wesson
I unload with sick
The wit could split a split-second
Bomb a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick you testin'
My saliva and spit can thread into fiber and bits
So me, I'm as live as it gets
Everybody claiming they the best and they head the
Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, "Dead Wrong"
My flow is hotter the flash from the click
When the slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
You wind up in a room full of my
I'll have you feeling like a hydrant in a room full of dogs
So come, come now, get pissed on, on
Tough talk to, "Can't we all just get along"
You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when on
You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in song
My gun stutters when it to you
Utter shit to to you
Nothing the clip, give a speech to you
Me and Premier, we of the same in ways
We both with our hands in dangerous ways
Rap now is a of clowns
A whole lot of lip cliques I'd probably rap circles around
I'm the next best to a peak formerly known
As the best keep secret, I guess that I leaked it

"Tragic the havoc of a nuclear bomb"
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!"
"Royce 5'9"
"Tragic like the havoc of a bomb"
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!"
"Royce 5'9"

I'm a motherfuckin' star, I battle no mo'
I provide the gun clapping a round of applause after your
We can go toe-to-toe they calling you hot
Stepping around all punches like, "That's all you got?"
I'm meeting somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they
And these bitches I be patting they
They be all and googly-eyed looking at me, batting they lashes
Rappers think Detroit not as down as them
Or since I'm with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my might sell
And say faggot to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it's
I was knocking niggas out when you was knocking sticks off of their
I got done in my past, I know y'all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so vets
Niggas say I God with the flow
the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain't a nigga touching
When you listen to my - you don't chew, you don't breathe
You'll miss a line
time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your boom!