Luyện nghe bài hát Cenoir Studies 02

Yo the artists come and go, so the show
So does the dough, lasts forever you know
It's all about the experience and what you from it
you learn in the process, what you make of it
Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I it
Shoulda a parachute for the plummet
Now I'm these clips crawlin through mud pits
guns and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
Hundred itself, handcuff Bert Reynolds
To Jim and escape with Raquel Welsh
Isn't my queen feed her rum of rays
And ice cream, shower her diamond rings and money
23 a day I study
Dreamin about women I hate you gay teletubies
keep my alive you can't take em from me
The is bloody, mean, and ugly
My andrenaline rushes when the rush me
Tryin to me 'cause I swore I'd defend my country
If I could choose between lucky and having money
Nothing could ever touch me
What must be is not up to me
But I my life for yours if you trust me
Pin my medals upon my
So I could left-right-left in a certain
God's and God bless
In the end I God is impressed if I'm put to rest
I did what I came to do, no time
Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the
Mic club dot net see me in the flesh
You could come and download rhyme that I spit
You could pay to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the bitch
It's a storage facility where I keep my
For the students in the class wanna peep my shit
Break a bootlegger leg if he my shit
You don't wanna sign him bitch eat my shit
Drink my piss, you could never compete this
I'ma give you an how deep I get
Technology not available for
My brains collects, stores, and converts bar verses
At a distance of a thousand feet
I illuminate the and pound em to sleep
To within one if you out in the street
I could close my ears and still 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 stepped in the feces
Dr. Norton's too sick to help PCs
Virtually I make your virtual memory
With a weapon of mass destruction double you
I'm a TMC to MCs
colonies with UCAVs
I in no less than twenty 18s
you out before I even get to the beach
With my Trans-atmospheric space based
Can you write that out typographical error?
Dumb fucks I'm the best ever
Divide 18 by 6 you get the third
From the lowest orbit up to the heavens
I y'all wit lyrics of flesh shredders and petters forever
As a spitter I'm still than leather
I had to go underground to get over the
Battle rap from the Renaissance
Bury you beneath the on the bed of rocks
I never get bored
I write about Hugsley vs Force, fuck writin killer chorus
Copenhaven of metaphors
Everything Bob Marley to Tenor Saul
The System of A Down song 14
I see aerials in the sky I dream
The end is near I wish it hurry up
I nano-bacteria burning me up
I explain in detail
You should examine the Mahr's mineral samples under my
Sometimes I who's listening
The Pavlovian conditioning's so sickening
My adenine, guanine, cytosine,
And thymine is really what makes my rhyme
Soon as I hear the beat,
You gotta think: a hundred bars...damn, a lotta ink
Eventually all of my albums'll be out of
There'll be a clone for style I invent
For every I rhyme intense
For all the time I spent, word I spit since 96
If you input at a hundred
I could output way it, if we in public, I double it
Put this on your list and go study, bitch
Basically quoting you "can't touch this"
I'm too assertive and alert for what its
My best piece of work is still to be birthed
Dismissed
Cenoir Studies from

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