Luyện nghe bài hát Cenoir Studies 02

Yo the come and go, so does the show
So does the dough, nothin forever you know
It's all the experience and what you take from it
What you in the process, what you make of it
Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I it
packed a parachute for the plummet
Now I'm opening these crawlin through mud pits
With guns and of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
rifles itself, handcuff Bert Reynolds
To Jim and escape with Raquel Welsh
Isn't my queen feed her rum of rays
And ice cream, her with diamond rings and money
23 hours a day I
Dreamin beautiful women I hate you gay teletubies
Dreams keep my alive you take em from me
The battlefield is bloody, mean, and
My andrenaline rushes when the rush me
Tryin to bust me I swore I'd defend my country
If I could between being lucky and having money
Nothing negative could touch me
must be is ultimately not up to me
But I sacrifice my for yours if you trust me
Pin my medals my chest
So I could in a certain death
God's and God bless
In the end I hope God is impressed if I'm put to
I did what I came to do, no time
Say my out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best
Mic club dot net see me in the flesh
You could and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one a clip
None of those is on the album bitch
It's a facility where I keep my shit
For the in the class that wanna peep my shit
Break a bootlegger leg if he leak my
You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my
Drink my piss, you could never compete like
I'ma give you an example how I get
Technology not for purchase
My brains collects, stores, and converts million bar
At a distance of a thousand feet
I illuminate the target and pound em to
To one micro-inch if you out in the street
I could close my ears and still move my mouth to the
Dial-up to your network and make your delete
Count to three, listen to you a beat
Too late, foot already in the feces
Dr. Norton's too sick to help PCs
Virtually I make virtual memory freeze
With a weapon of mass destruction you MD's
I'm a TMC to MCs
Destroy colonies UCAVs
I send in no than twenty 18s
Wipe you out before I even get to the
With my Trans-atmospheric space based
Can you that out without typographical error?
Dumb fucks I'm the best whatever
Divide 18 by 6 you get the letter
the lowest earth orbit up to the heavens
I bomb y'all wit lyrics of flesh and petters forever
As a spitter I'm tougher than leather
I had to go underground to get over the
rap from the Renaissance multi-megawatt
Bury you beneath the on the bed of rocks
I could never get
I write about Hugsley vs Wibble Force, fuck writin chorus
curriculum of metaphors
Everything Bob Marley to Tenor Saul
The System of A song number 14
I see in the sky when I dream
The end is I wish it would hurry up
I feel nano-bacteria me up
I explain in detail
You should examine the Mahr's mineral samples my nails
I wonder who's listening
The auditory Pavlovian so sickening
My adenine, guanine, cytosine,
And thymine is what makes my rhyme supreme
Soon as I hear the beat,
You gotta think: a bars...damn, that's a lotta ink
Eventually all of my albums'll be out of
There'll be a clone for style I invent
For every line I rhyme
For all the time I spent, every word I since 96
If you could at a hundred
I could way above it, if we in public, I double it
Put this on study list and go study, bitch
Basically quoting you "can't touch this"
I'm too and alert for what its worth
My best piece of work is still yearning to be
Dismissed
Cenoir from Canibus

There is something mystical, but not RARE
and nobody should treat it as though is something special
that writer's do... born physically able in the brain
can sit down and begin to write something and
that there are in her soul or his soul that are untapped