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, you make 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 mud pits
guns and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
Hundred rifles itself, Bert Reynolds
To Jim Brown and with Raquel Welsh
Isn't my lovely? feed her rum of rays
And ice cream, shower her with rings and money
23 hours a day I
Dreamin about beautiful women I you gay teletubies
Dreams keep my you can't take em from me
The is bloody, mean, and ugly
My andrenaline rushes when the rush me
to bust me 'cause I swore I'd defend my country
If I choose between being lucky and having money
Nothing negative could touch me
must be is ultimately not up to me
But I my life for yours if you trust me
Pin my medals my chest
So I could left-right-left in a certain
God's speed and God
In the end I hope God is if I'm put to rest
I did I came to do, no time left
Say my name out the blue I rhyme it the best
Mic dot net see me live in the flesh
You could come and every rhyme that I spit
You pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility I keep my shit
For the students in the class that wanna my shit
Break a leg if he leak my shit
You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my
Drink my piss, you could never compete this
I'ma you an example how deep I get
Technology not for purchase
My collects, stores, and converts million bar verses
At a stand-off of a thousand feet
I the target and pound em to sleep
To within one micro-inch if you out in the
I could close my and still move my mouth to the beat
Dial-up to your and make your files delete
Count to three, listen to you browse a
Too late, foot already in the feces
Dr. Norton's too sick to help PCs
I make your 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 less twenty 18s
Wipe you out before I get to the beach
With my Trans-atmospheric space mirrors
Can you write that out typographical error?
fucks I'm the best ever whatever
Divide 18 by 6 you get the third
the lowest earth orbit up to the heavens
I bomb y'all wit lyrics of flesh shredders and petters
As a spitter I'm still than leather
I had to go to get over the pressure
Battle rap the Renaissance multi-megawatt
Bury you the bedrock on the bed of rocks
I could get bored
I write about Hugsley vs Wibble Force, fuck writin chorus
Copenhaven curriculum of
Everything from Bob Marley to Saul
The System of A song number 14
I see aerials in the sky when I
The end is near I wish it would 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 Pavlovian conditioning's so sickening
My adenine, guanine, cytosine,
And thymine is really what my rhyme supreme
as I hear the beat, bada-bing
You gotta think: a bars...damn, that's a lotta ink
Eventually all of my be out of print
There'll be a clone for every I invent
For line I rhyme intense
For all the time I spent, every word I since 96
If you could input at a
I could output way it, if we in public, I double it
Put on your 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
Class
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 physically able in the brain
can sit down and begin to write and discover
there are depths in her soul or his soul that are untapped