Luyện nghe bài hát Cemantics

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Let's talk about the incredible rap
We can have a Dinner for Five with John
See it to me natural
One of my attributes, is to be lyrically tactful
I can prove nicer, who's not an emcee
Through falsifiable scientific
In recent times, I find it's never been the rhymes
The game is politicized
who sympathize with they hearts and minds
Show hatred the mouth, body language and eyes
Sometimes I say to myself, why do I try
In of whatever happens, I love it until I die

If you don't believe in the other you been duped
the main ingridience in this cosmic soup
See the mouse?, it
Edit the edges with
Is this the picture of a or a rabbit
You see ass and tits?, welcome to
Please, try to the following passage
Magenetohydrodynamic
Translated into Canibus language you'll understand it
It's on when the is cheering me on
Waving they arms, they doing Falun Gong
three quarters of a million troops strong
In a single file line, stretched out a mile
of the second law
Isolated physical systems lead toward disorder
Across the dry desert in the sand
is secondary to the meaning of man
I know but I won't
There's more to the human than polymers proteins and protocells
Chemical evolution, L- and D-form
That come from the love of Hip Hop and Rap

The scourge of the words, I the earth with
I bet you submerge dry and wet, what you think?
Confuse my shrink with english, the publication refuses to
My daughter blue, and my son likes pink
Man, give me a
What kind of world are we inn? I think it stinks
Whatever you live, it's a quick-sited quiz
If you percieve something to be maybe it is
Force kids to listen to Dead Prez, before they go to bed
Send them to school, put them in Ed
Reinforce their paranoia of the
Make they grow dreads and they live on the edge
The philosiphy of the hard-knocks, pan-psychics sit on the
And attempt to talk to
In the projects where they harvest the human
Organic robots bleed when they get shot
If you can survive or in the Jamacan ghetto
You deserve a medal
My heart out to all the young bloods
The heart has reasons the knows not of
From the to the twelfth month
I keep a twelfth in the trunk, for the day when Hell comes
Was invincible on the mic when I one
My motto was to blaze all and spare
I came, I saw, I conquered, now they're just an empty
Mic Club holla at your boy