Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle Rocket

Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds brain surgeons
Feel the tear gas even on clean versions
No goddammit
Hard like to the utmost
I'm butter on rye, always high but play the low
I stretch to go the yo my lungs are mad elastic
I'm dope on plastic like Flex, and keep it....classic
Expressions in the facial, I'm on
>From Caribbean rhythms I hit em wit a battered flow
The circle Saturn
I'm on ice
The line slice your and separate rhymes from poems
My life, ain't to see no Grammy or Oscar
Best believe the styles will rub off ?pastas?
On people, yo Dilated, Evidence
The influential rock rhymes in sequential
You see the if you acting disaccordingly
Something to the effect of Fat Boys in

I'll take you from He-Man to
Battle Cat to
messanger, west coast avenger
Take you to the street, me that's a fuckin sin
Go one wit Madchild, you'll be suckin wind
Snappin handcuffs just deconcentration
Then I broke out the bus, the mental hospital
On the weekend pass, but I come sick
Psychopathic, you're dealin wit a 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 I'll feast on brain and rip your body apart
a part of your heart stuck in between my fangs
Wrap a rope your neck and you still couldn't hang
you're way off track you need realignment
Murdering masterpieces in confinement

I keep your backside open like the Channel
I rock the sure shot, I it hot like flannel
survey your panel, put my foot up in your anal
You it can't happen, kid 'cause I'm rappin?
Ain't no gun clappin, cut the
Let the joints get shot and see who wear knot
kick off your shoes jump off my jock
And check the new style Whitey Ford's to rock
'cause upon a time, not long ago
Before hip hop was for the radio
An MC had to cold rock the masses
Used to wear a Kangol wit the Gazel glasses
So bang boogey, up jump the party
Someone clapped off, and everybody
Drunk off Bacardi, high off the
It's from above, the livest dive bomber
In the squadron, I break
I get New York love like my King Sun
I T La Rock Bells till they the dawn
Steady puff L's, I hell like Spawn
My moves are animated, my reinstated
you cats suspensions are up in my deminsions
We can ease or we can get rowdy
So I'ma it on the love and do my Duty like Howdie

[Divine
Direct your short term plan, rigidalize rhyme boards wit the
I'm satan killer
Reveal the wit the sling on down
Venom regurgitate death scripts I sound
Cylinder python, Prevail Madchild
Physical can't rush this for now
Move the game time set back so don't sweat that
God don't that, too much infinite to get at
the fields
Swollen Members got the iller
And if you wit the rhyme
Bust the revealings in my feelings of dealings
I to represent shield
I three phases of death, the illsuion
Is the sweat you reflect
When you the veil
Divine circum navigate nine circles of hell
You keep on you don't stop 'cause a never stay still
Whatta whattta whatta whatta whattta what I'm sayin that
You-you ain't ready for that