Luyện nghe bài hát "C" Section

This is the C
Rippin and the lyrical legends sendin y'all to mic club heaven
This is the C
A lyrical legend second to in this profession

I spit it
And rip it by minute
I'm in it to win it
You fuckin rhyme with bis you
Lyrical menace scrape enamel off teeth like a dentist
With a senator minister from the executive
Pro-gression by metaphorical methods
Testing 1 2 3 4 testing
supremacist nemesis to competitors
Predators eat intestines of anything entrusted in
Slice you like lettuce and celery start
Then make a mc salad out of suckas and it
For an percentage
With nine of the credit
Drink red bull beverage to increase leverage
I only give respect to mic club and my own mentors
In the center of my circle where I dare you to
is art imitating life imitating art
Imitating the brain simulating when I talk
Idealistically I for free
The of the rhyme is what balances me
me
E A six prowlers
Superior air
Fly around us propulsion that's soundless
Spittin out by the thousands
Nitro-glycerin tablets under the tongue calm me a bit
Attitude cynicism and
Battle come on dude I should slap you fool
Spit what I'll leave lips numb the friction is so sick son
Your children disappear a trition
Rhythmic high intensity conflict is a it
Especially if Canibus is the rippin
You snippin to clippin in the incisions
With scissors rubber ergonomic grip for the fingers
Liars for hire with a defense like Jeffery
And rock it like thugs who work for mic
Hyped up and the mic up my man
forward as expeditiously as I can
Ain't nobody in the world Bis
The nitrous with radio telescopic
Same shit
Facially hairless Jamaican-American
Lyricist turned terrorist
Airlift me off the front to my therapist
So I can sit in his chair and him how much I care for this
This is they want this is what they love
To in the exchange of ideas and drugs
I'm in the cut satellite trackin you rappers
With months of food rations the catacombs of Paris
Theories of super-lattice and
Atomic attack tachometers flash I punch the gas bitch
The farther I climb the harder I
You gotta face and survive to feel more alive
The quality of life is an of the mind
Super-imposed lines two-dimensional from the side
According to the science of the C-section
If say I'm the best after I die don't be surprised
I C-section the sky let my rise
At the moment of truth I it's definitely my time
As my soul is through the sive I'll be grateful because I lived
The only drawback is I didn't have kids
To C-section my beautiful
And see the resemblance of my in hers or his
Who knows what the future will
It me to think
This mic everything now it doesn't seem important
Now I follow orders defend borders
From Maine to California Seattle to
If I could to the Oracle I know what I'd ask her
I'd to her about my passions
As the turn my life passes
just wait till I see the master and I'll just ask him
Forget it the future this is the present
A message to anybody to the C section

[Chorus] - 2X