Luyện nghe bài hát Butch & Sundance

[Verse 1:
my brother despite the two mothers
Butch and Sundance trot, to you fuckers
You feel the wind of excellence we enter in the room
So assume your position of the born coon
When we groom other rappers, pew, need to starting
The wolves are howling at the moon, your time will come soon
Markie, [?], me and the bad boy
The petty thoughts of the when we rhyme, become void
The game of life, the of death
[?] you can't it, rappers fake it til they make it
And mirrors of naked, your lady shoes are Rasputin
Of the evolution and all the issues you confusing
And we are the
Yo, rhymes

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

[Verse 3:
One for the beat and two for the
The remains saying, debating who's came the greater
For now let's set the gate up, the motivator
Couldn't cut it with a fader and Grandmaster was data
the [?] dissing Janet [?] single-handed
The vision is deep unless every man it
You spitting 16's for [?] creams
My mom's got genes that brought me greens
You robotic, I got the lean product
Fiends follow the hobbit cause crowd could never top it
And your trash is not the topic, we know you can't it
Well, shit the topic is that none of you can stop it
Indeed, we gonna do it, you know we through it
a [?] to prove it if you listen to the music
If you to the music 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, imperial rhymes, billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line
For it's worth, did it all, did it first
Niggas mad, sick with thirst, hit 'em bad it hurt
Pick the land, the turf
The fuck is up? We getting work
I still be on my eating niggas' food, bitch
I'm in the [?]
Bet they want that shit, better
And forklift niggas I'm throwing them off cliffs
It's all horseshit, bang like worships
Want the [?], well, I won't any forces
Raw spit, you out here like they important
You off niggas, get to expecting loss quick
Abort this, the God as your lordship
For how you funny niggas be looking you an
niggas head, your looks very assaulted
The cost is whatever the want, it's the boss, kid