Luyện nghe bài hát Certified Bomb

Call me the rhyme killer
Mic cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web,
Your head is dangling off of shoulders
'Cause my mic told me to do it, you wasn't a true soldier

Fake bustas get hit the clusterbomb
a hot dog with no mustard, you're flustered
I'm calm, spit, heat like a dragon
Bagging you up, tagging you toe, you up
Clipping you up, mic tripping you up

in the dark with no light
And a nigga had lit you up
So much for thinking, your body's stinking
sinking into the hole and I'm at the top winking at ya

Don't me too close, I'm a certified bomb
to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, it out

play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in the face with tapes, check it out

Call me beatslayer
All try to be advisory to rivalry in the battle player
who lie to me and cry to me use bribery
I'm taking the torch and burn Puffy-music for

That'll teach you, I beat you on every
Ain't no other way to beat you, I beat you pain
Shred you into using the tiger claw
A cold nigga you need than a lighter to thaw

Me and my lyrical Iceberg suckers are
Fuck what you heard, I down the Titanic
So can it and shut it, I it and bust it
it never gonna be safe for wack, niggas, I don't trust 'em

Don't play me too close, I'm a bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in the face with tapes, check it out

Don't play me too close, I'm a bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in the face with tapes, check it out

me superior show stopper, your hip hop legacy
Claim us to we break you off proper
Oh you got a short You wanna render me?
Harmless and surrender me for the fucking

I won't let ya, bet ya, reign
Make your forget ya, search ya, in front of your team
Make a nigga smoke a and bounce over the rhythm
And hit 'em and get another suck and hit 'em with

Nigga, my is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending
Suckers with no style, I you get offended
So I can lock your ass up my jaw clutches
Then my rhymes just cut you, they're sharp like Tony Touch's

Don't play me too close, I'm a bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in the face with tapes, check it out

Don't me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in my face with tapes, check it out

Yeah, that's right y'all, gonna you in the face
Who be coming on touching me, around me
I'm a bomb, you know what I'm
I'm ready to go off, you know what I'm

So many motherfuckers out talking shit
their little thing, it's cool you know, I'm saying
Go ahead make money, but don't you be coming
Around me, perplexing, playing like a

You know what I'm saying, I can see your ass
Right through, you know what I'm
You're homeyboy, you're glass, you know what I'm say
Don't play me too close y'all, now to think of it

I don't I like you too much, you know I'm saying, always kicking it
Doing we do, trying to act like us, trying to sound like us
You're me too close motherfucker, you need to step the fuck
On back, take your ass on back to the fuck you come from
'Cause you're me way, way too close, what I'm saying