Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Softener

Since I been peein' straight, crime's been my mindstate
Proud to be a petty thief ever since feet
But I dis records so rappers would have to advance
And stop wearin' the corny watches and leather pants
Psych, I don't give a fuck, your ice
Just don't step out of line or you'll get rocked by
I toured around the like Tina and Ike
Brought the down in Sicily and Milan
Fucked all types of women your sister and mom
Ask your breakfast table, you'll say "Raw's the bomb"
Slow son, you can't go one round with Dice, dude
I make like you bow down like Ice Cube
Women, I make 'em feel like gave birth to God
Grip 'em by their pigtails, make 'em the rod
Catch a slug with a pair of chopsticks
Cut a priest off at the funeral to shit

Nigga I'm the Raw, all y'all others be fakin'
Tryin' to gain off the name I'm makin'
all that shit like you can get some
You a sucka, you can't get a fuckin' crumb
Man I'm the real Raw, all y'all be fakin'
Tryin' to gain fame off the name I'm
Talkin' all that shit like you can get
You a sucka, and can't get a fuckin' crumb

I ain't lettin' rap no more without my approval or stamp
I'm on power, I don't feel the weed or the champ'
Voices like a watts pumpin' out, goin' amped
Hit niggas bang pow to the moon like Kramp
Once I'm there, the moon into a pair of dice
Or put a star in a jelly jar and use it for a night
Give it to my daughter, bomb headquarters
It's Dice, here I am despite all denial
Just raw ass lyrics, no titles
Whip out what I'm concealin', then aim for
Seein' is believin', my fist is an
Dice is raw, there ain't no
Me against is like Santa against Satan
When I say y'all, I mean y'all that be rappin'
You're soft like from hard skull crackin', aiyyo

Nigga I'm the Raw, all y'all others be fakin'
Tryin' to gain fame off the name I'm
Talkin' all shit like you can get some
You just a sucka, you can't get a fuckin'
Man I'm the real Raw, all y'all others be
Tryin' to gain fame off the name I'm
Talkin' all that shit you can get some
You just a sucka, and can't get a crumb

So MCs that wanna battle, up reluctantly
If could rap, He couldn't fuck with me
Yo, yo what the fuck is that? Aiyyo, what to the beat?
goin' on in there, man?
Hey Dice, man what the fuck are you in there doin',
The fuckin' board's smokin'there's all this of fire and shit, man
I your budget's not gonna cover this shit, man
This session is down

Dice! You blasphemy against thy Lord?
I can do anything, rhyme
The builder and of all worlds
Creator of man, woman,
Some call Me Allah, Yahweh,
I can a beginnin', or endin', it's over
On Earth's day alive there was darkness
Shape was worthless, I gave small planet purpose
Breathed life the surface
And created beast in the sea
eyes on the Son of God for thou souls to free
Since the of Eden, I told men believe in
Thou Lord, and never worship and act accord
But always, slither across floors
Everything is, always has been, always will be
A chill in your is how you feel me
At the end, the moon turns blood and the sun blackens
Great men of the world running wonder happenin'
The part
And where I once said "Let be light," I'll say "Let there be dark"
the lamb's spoken, last seal's broken
Trumpets sound, last men on Earth found
For these not to take place, you're hopin'
Balls of energy fly my hands explodin'