Luyện nghe bài hát "C" Section

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

I it exquisite
And rip it by minute
I'm in it to win it
You fuckin with bis you finished
Lyrical menace scrape off your teeth like a dentist
With a senator minister from the senate
Pro-gression followed by metaphorical
Testing 1 2 3 4 testing
Supreme supremacist nemesis to
Predators eat intestines of they entrusted in
Slice you like lettuce and celery start
Then make a mc out of suckas and sell it
For an expensive
With 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
This is art life imitating art
Imitating the brain 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 rhymes out by the
tablets under the tongue calm me down a bit
Attitude cynicism and
Battle you? come on dude I should you fool
Spit what I'll leave lips numb the friction is so sick son
Your disappear from a trition
Rhythmic intensity conflict is a given it
Especially if is doin the rippin
You snippin to clippin in the C-section
With with rubber ergonomic grip for the fingers
Liars for hire with a defense like Jeffery
And rock it like who work for mic club
Hyped up and the mic up my man
forward as expeditiously as I can
Ain't nobody in the world Bis
The with radio telescopic devices
type shit
Facially igogarious Jamaican-American
Lyricist microphone terrorist
Airlift me off the front to my therapist
So I can sit in his chair and tell him how I care for this
This is what they want this is what they
To engage in the exchange of ideas and
While I'm in the cut satellite trackin you
With of food rations beneath the catacombs of Paris
Theories of super-lattice and
Atomic attack tachometers when I punch the gas bitch
The farther I climb the I rhyme
You gotta face death and survive to feel more
The quality of is an illusion of the mind
Super-imposed lines 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 the sky let my energy rise
At the moment of truth I know it's definitely my
As my is eased through the sive I'll be grateful because I lived
The only drawback is that I have kids
To my beautiful whiz
And see the resemblance of my face in or his
Who what the future will bring
It stresses me to
This mic meant now it doesn't seem important
Now I gotta orders defend borders
From Maine to Seattle to Florida
If I could talk to the Oracle I what I'd ask her
I'd speak to her about my
As the hourglasses turn my life
I'll just wait till I see the and I'll just ask him
it that's the future this is the present
A message to anybody to the C section

[Chorus] - 2X