Luyện nghe bài hát Cemantics

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Let's about the incredible rap flow
We can have a for Five with John Favreau
See it to me natural
One of my attributes, is to be lyrically tactful
I can prove who's nicer, who's not an
Through falsifiable hypothesis
In recent times, I find it's been about the rhymes
The game is politicized
who sympathize with they hearts and minds
Show hatred through the mouth, body and eyes
I say to myself, why do I even try
In spite of whatever happens, I love it I die

If you don't believe in the other dimensions you duped
They're the main in this cosmic soup
See the mouse?, it
Edit the with Avid
Is this the picture of a duck or a
You see ass and tits?, welcome to
Please, try to interpret the passage
mechanics
Translated Canibus language you'll never understand it
on when the crowd is cheering me on
Waving they arms, like they Falun Gong
Firearms three of a million troops strong
In a single file line, stretched out a mile
of the second law
Isolated physical systems lead toward greater
the dry desert in the featureless sand
Water is to the meaning of man
I but I won't tell
There's more to the human race than polymers and protocells
evolution, L- and D-form sudunits
That come from the of Hip Hop and Rap music

The scourge of the words, I attack the with
I bet you submerge dry and emerge wet, what you
Confuse my shrink with english, the publication to print
My likes blue, and my son likes pink
Man, give me a
What kind of world are we living inn? I it stinks
Whatever life you live, it's a quiz
If you percieve to be real maybe it is
Force your kids to listen to Dead Prez, they go to bed
Send to school, put them in special Ed
Reinforce their paranoia of the
Make sure they grow and they live on the edge
The of the hard-knocks, pan-psychics sit on the block
And to talk to rocks
In the projects they harvest the human crop
Organic robots that when they get shot
If you can survive or thrive in the Jamacan
You deserve a medal
My heart goes out to all the bloods
The heart has reasons the knows not of
the first to the twelfth month
I keep a twelfth in the trunk, for the day when Hell comes
Was invincible on the mic I held one
My motto was to blaze all and none
I came, I saw, I conquered, now they're just an void
Mic Club holla at your boy