Luyện nghe bài hát "C" Section

This is the C
and wreckin the lyrical legends sendin y'all to mic club heaven
This is the C
A lyrical legend second to none in this

I spit it
And rip it by minute
I'm in it to win it
You fuckin rhyme bis you finished
menace scrape enamel off your teeth like a dentist
With a senator minister the executive senate
Pro-gression followed by metaphorical
Testing 1 2 3 4 testing
Supreme supremacist nemesis to
Predators eat intestines of anything entrusted in
Slice you like lettuce and celery seven
Then make a mc out of suckas and sell it
For an percentage
nine tenths of the credit
Drink red bull beverage to increase leverage
I only give respect to mic members and my own mentors
In the of my circle where I dare you to enter
is art imitating life imitating art
Imitating the simulating thoughts when I talk
I spit for free
The cinography of the rhyme is balances me
me
E A six speed
Superior air
Fly around us with that's soundless
Spittin out by the thousands
Nitro-glycerin under the tongue calm me down a bit
Attitude cynicism and
Battle you? come on dude I slap you fool
Spit what I'll your lips numb the friction is so sick son
Your children disappear from a
high intensity conflict is a given it
Especially if Canibus is the rippin
You snippin to clippin in the C-section
With scissors with rubber ergonomic grip for the
Liars for hire a defense like Jeffery Fygar
And rock it like who work for mic club
up and tear the mic up my man
Move as expeditiously as I can
Ain't nobody in the world Bis
The nitrous radio telescopic devices
Same type
hairless igogarious Jamaican-American
Lyricist turned microphone
me off the front line to my therapist
So I can sit in his chair and him how much I care for this
This is what they want this is they love
To engage in the exchange of and drugs
I'm in the cut satellite trackin you rappers
With months of rations beneath the catacombs of Paris
of super-lattice and super-savage
Atomic attack tachometers flash I punch the gas bitch
The farther I the harder I rhyme
You gotta death and survive to feel more alive
The quality of is an illusion of the mind
lines look two-dimensional from the side
According to the of the C-section applied
If say I'm the best after I die don't be surprised
I C-section the sky let my rise
At the of truth I know it's definitely my time
As my soul is eased through the sive I'll be grateful I lived
The only drawback is that I didn't have
To my beautiful whiz
And see the resemblance of my in hers or his
Who knows the future will bring
It me to think
This mic meant everything now it doesn't important
Now I gotta follow orders defend
From to California Seattle to Florida
If I could to the Oracle I know what I'd ask her
I'd to her about my passions
As the hourglasses my life passes
I'll just wait I see the master and I'll just ask him
Forget it that's the future is the present
A message to listenin to the C section

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