Luyện nghe bài hát Butch & Sundance

[Verse 1:
my brother despite the two mothers
Butch and Sundance trot, killshot to you
You feel the wind of excellence before we in the room
So assume your of the natural born coon
When we other rappers, pew, need to starting soon
The wolves are howling at the moon, time will never come soon
Markie, [?], me and the bad boy
The petty thoughts of the when we rhyme, become void
The game of life, the game of
[?] you can't take it, fake it til they make it
And it's mirrors of naked, your lady shoes are
Of the rhyme evolution and all the issues you
And we are the
Yo, Busta

2: Busta Rhymes]
I'm on, black, you know it's a
And despite all the shit you me you niggas is wack
Fuck that, fuck with us, bitch, them is [?]
Show me your ass, it up all on a nigga and now ass clap
Don't get your ass clapped trying to be the next dude
Go ahead move, try to prove I test tube
A of you funny looking niggas some fufu's
Them niggas is too cool, you is through
See we with it, homie, look, we clearing the bar out
Toasting, celebrating and we 'til we fall out
While I'm a strong shine, bitch, you know it's Bust' Rhymes
Let me explain, (no), I'm fucking with the
That's it, the time, we rock on and on
You rhyme wrong, about you dead gone
in the front, heard you got my back
I'mma put the back in the street like nickle crack

[Verse 3:
One for the and two for the creator
The remains saying, debating position came the greater
For now set the gate up, the live motivator
cut it with a fader and Grandmaster was your data
'Til the [?] dissing [?] single-handed
The is deep unless every man understand it
You spitting sweet 16's for [?]
My mom's got legendary genes that brought me
You robotic, I got the lean product
Fiends follow like the hobbit cause crowd never top it
And your is not the topic, we know you can't rock it
Well, shit the topic is that none of you can stop it
Indeed, we do it, you know we went through it
Here's a [?] to prove it if you to the music
If you listen to the then you should've get it better
It's the Abstract and the Dragon and we doing this

3: Busta Rhymes]
Do it together, do it
Bust grand, rhymes, finish billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line
For what worth, did it all, did it first
Niggas mad, sick thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it hurt
Pick the land, the turf
The fuck is up? We getting this
I be on my bullshit eating niggas' food, bitch
I'm in the [?]
Bet they want shit, better forfeit
And forklift niggas like I'm throwing them off
It's all horseshit, niggas like worships
Want the [?], well, I won't allow any
Raw spit, you out here acting they important
You off niggas, get to your loss quick
Abort this, the God as your lordship
For how you funny niggas be you an ostrich
Beat niggas head, looks very assaulted
The cost is whatever the niggas want, the boss, kid