Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos

Yo yo yo, now nobody fuckin' wit' the mastermind
I'm like Einstein, a hundred and fifty times
Nicola an', Jon Von Neuman
All wrapped up in the body in one

I rhyme the tightest, shine the
I the optic fibers in anybody's iris
When it to rappin', I'll smash your ass
Whether you Latin, Black or

I'll smack you a backhand
That your back like chiropractors after lookin' at your catscan
In between albums, I've become a masked man like
And stalk my own rap

I'm a madman fightin' a war
Throwin' rods, swingin' lightning swords
Blow you away wit a that'll leave your body lost
Gone, to mourn, nothin' to do a autopsy on

I rock I can't rock no more
Till I can't get no mothafuckin' no more
they boo me on stage when I'm out on tour
Till 2000 B.C. hot no more

I'm a dragon wit' the head of a lion, jaws be like grindin'
Claws rip through walls of cast
I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and shootin'
I clap iron Duke Nukeum

Try to 'Bis, you get your face stomped
Flatter than a disc wit' black Timbs
than a Yankee baseball cap rim
Flatter than the knife j**** un wit'

If you the first nigga laugh, I'll blow you in half
The first nigga to talk trash, blow you in half
The first nigga to your ass, I'll blow you in half
The first be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half

Yo check it, I destroy your city block when I'm ready to rock
Blow the speaker box, shielded or not
Magnetically energy poppin' gates of waves
Oscilate lyrics and copulate to pop your tape

Manipulatin' space in proportions
Millions of organs get lost when I start talkin'
About shit like forces
Gnomes and theories and theories

Most of you mothafuckers
Even understand the English language, much less think
When I die, will I go to or Hell
Or will I end up in a place called the Van Belt

I researched my roots, lookin' for
The best place to a lie is between two truths
The aftermath of a nuclear
When the average death becomes a dead paragraph

I dig a 5 by 9 in the grass
Reach Epitah and bury your ass
As the coffin gets lowered into the ground
I'll all of your greatest hits, oldies on Karaoke

If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll you in half
The first to talk trash, I'ma blow you in half
The first nigga to show your ass, blow you in half
The first be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half

If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll you in half
The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma you in half
The first to show your ass, I'll blow you in half
The time'll be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half