Luyện nghe bài hát Cenoir Studies 02

Yo the artists come and go, so the show
So does the dough, nothin forever you know
all about the experience and what you take from it
What you learn in the process, what you of it
two in the world at the top of the summit, I loved it
Shoulda a parachute for the plummet
Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud
With and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
Hundred rifles itself, handcuff Bert
To Jim Brown and escape with Raquel
my queen lovely? feed her rum of rays
And ice cream, shower her with rings and money
23 a day I study
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 when the enemy rush me
Tryin to bust me 'cause I I'd defend my country
If I could choose between being lucky and money
negative could ever touch me
What be is ultimately not up to me
But I sacrifice my life for if you trust me
Pin my medals upon my
So I left-right-left in a certain death
speed and God bless
In the end I hope God is if I'm put to rest
I did what I came to do, no left
Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the
Mic club dot net see me live in the
You could come and every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album
It's a facility where I keep my shit
For the in the class that wanna peep my shit
a bootlegger leg if he leak my shit
You don't sign him bitch then eat my shit
Drink my piss, you never compete like this
give you an example how deep I get
Technology not available for
My collects, stores, and converts million bar verses
At a distance of a thousand feet
I the target and pound em to sleep
To one micro-inch if you out in the street
I could close my ears and still my mouth to the beat
to your network and make your files delete
Count to three, to you browse a beat
Too late, already stepped in the feces
Dr. too sick to help your PCs
Virtually I make your memory freeze
With a of mass destruction double you MD's
I'm a TMC to MCs
Destroy colonies UCAVs
I send in no than twenty 18s
you out before I even get to the beach
With my Trans-atmospheric space mirrors
Can you that out without typographical error?
Dumb fucks I'm the best whatever
18 by 6 you get the third letter
From the earth orbit up to the heavens
I bomb wit lyrics of flesh shredders and petters forever
As a spitter I'm still than leather
I had to go to get over the pressure
rap from the Renaissance multi-megawatt
Bury you beneath the on the bed of rocks
I could never get
I write about vs Wibble Force, fuck writin killer chorus
curriculum of metaphors
Everything Bob Marley to Tenor Saul
The System of A Down number 14
I see aerials in the sky I dream
The end is near I wish it hurry up
I feel burning me up
I explain in detail
You should the Mahr's mineral samples under my nails
Sometimes I who's listening
The auditory Pavlovian so sickening
My adenine, guanine, cytosine,
And is really what makes my rhyme supreme
Soon as I the beat, bada-bing
You gotta think: a hundred bars...damn, a lotta ink
all of my albums'll be out of print
There'll be a clone for every style I
For every line I intense
For all the time I spent, every I spit since 96
If you could input at a
I could output way above it, if we in public, I it
Put on your study list and go study, bitch
Basically Hammer you "can't touch this"
I'm too assertive and alert for what its
My best piece of is still yearning to be birthed
Dismissed
Cenoir from Canibus

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