Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle Rocket

Yo the rhyme excursions minds like brain surgeons
Feel the lyric tear gas even on clean
No goddammit
Hard like to the utmost
I'm butter on rye, always high but the low post
I stretch to go the yo my lungs are mad elastic
I'm dope on like Flex, and always keep it....classic
in the facial, I'm on ?racial?
>From Caribbean I hit em wit a battered flow pattern
The circle twice
I'm on ice
The slice your dome and separate rhymes from poems
My life, tryin to see no Grammy or Oscar
believe the styles will rub off like ?pastas?
On people, yo check Dilated,
The influential rock rhymes in sequential
You see the if you acting disaccordingly
Something to the effect of Fat in Disorderly's

I'll you from He-Man to She-Ra
Battle Cat to
Medieval messanger, coast avenger
you to the street, battle me that's a fuckin sin
Go one wit Madchild, you'll be suckin wind
handcuffs just from deconcentration
Then I broke out the bus, the hospital patients
On the weekend pass, but I still come
Psychopathic, you're wit a deranged lunatic (right)
to kick ya teeth in and then go bezerk
Even Van Gogh at me, and said "You're one piece of work"
So I "Lend me an ear" 'cause I'm the state of the art
First feast on your brain and rip your body apart
There's a part of your stuck in between my fangs
Wrap a 'round your neck and you still couldn't hang
you're way off track you need realignment
Murdering masterpieces in confinement

I keep your backside like the English Channel
I rock the sure shot, I keep it hot like
I'll survey your panel, put my foot up in anal
You think it happen, kid 'cause I'm rappin?
Ain't no gun clappin, cut the
Let the joints get shot and see who wear this
Then kick off your shoes jump off my
And check the new style Whitey Ford's prune to
'cause upon a time, not long ago
hip hop was made for the radio
An MC show had to cold rock the
Used to wear a wit the clear Gazel glasses
So bang bang boogey, up jump the
Someone off, and scattered everybody
off Bacardi, high off the trauma
It's death from above, the dive bomber
In the squadron, I formation
I get New York love like my name's Sun
I T La Rock Bells till they the dawn
Steady puff L's, I fight hell like
My moves are animated, my reinstated
While you cats suspensions are up in my
We can tensions or we can get rowdy
So I'ma keep it on the and do my Duty like Howdie

[Divine
Direct your short term plan, rigidalize rhyme boards wit the
I'm dynasty killer
Reveal the cause wit the sling on
Venom spit regurgitate death scripts I
Cylinder never python, Prevail
Physical can't rush this for now
Move faker the time set back so don't sweat that
God don't test that, too much to get at
the fields
Swollen Members got the drills
And if you wit the steel
Bust the revealings in my feelings of these
I went to shield
I three phases of death, the illsuion
Is the that you reflect
When you the veil
Divine Styles circum navigate nine circles of
You keep on you don't 'cause a nigga never stay still
Whatta whattta whatta whatta what I'm sayin is-is that
You-you ain't for that chill