Luyện nghe bài hát Certified Bomb

Call me the rhyme killer
Mic strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web, nigga
Your head is dangling off of shoulders
'Cause my mic told me to do it, 'cause you a true soldier

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

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

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

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

That'll teach you, I beat you on plain
no other way to beat you, I beat you with pain
Shred you pieces using the tiger claw
A cold nigga you more than a lighter to thaw

Me and my lyrical Iceberg are panic
Fuck what you heard, I brought down the
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 all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, it out

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

Call me superior show stopper, hip hop legacy
Claim us to remember we break you off
Oh you got a short memory? You render me?
and surrender me for the fucking enemy?

I let ya, bet ya, reign supreme
your fans forget ya, search ya, in front of your team
Make a nigga smoke a ounce and bounce the rhythm
And hit 'em and get another suck and hit 'em venom

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

Don't play me too close, I'm a certified
Designed to designate all over the
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 smash you in my face with tapes, it out

Yeah, that's right y'all, gonna you in the face
Who be coming on touching me, getting 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
Doing their little thing, cool you know, I'm saying
Go ahead your money, but don't you be coming
Around me, perplexing, playing like a

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

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