Luyện nghe bài hát Check My Vernacular

[maestro wes]
My are stinging like a killer bee
My cometition are that killing me
For my and solioquies
garbage, but I'm the largest
With the hardest to disregard
your cartridge, on your tech-niques
Wes speaks, the best beats
until the next week
I'm outlandish, I bandage the mic bringing
I'm sturdy when the dirty language
And, it's time for me to raise my
No animosity, my a prophecy
Hipocracy, no that's the
How old are you evein(? ), they rhyming like
They make me laugh because they styles are
My body is my temple, my brain is my
A great exapmle of allah's
moving to the sounds of my fat selection
I'm simply spectacular, smooth an acura
Yo, check my

You need to more...
Time rhyming if you're hoping for dope scores of folklore
Creating a style and with it
Be don't solicit
Be scientific, if it's go visit
The of labour, the harder flavour
You can't savour, do rap a be a waver
In the front row, where the go
'cause the chumps know you can't
Plus, too gun ho
My rhymes are bionic, far demonic
My are supersonic, you're embryonic
I you like insecticide or pesticide
Let's decide the vibe for wes to ride
Cool, time for me to synchronize bass and (for my enterprise)
I'm simply spectacular, smooth like an
Yo, check my

Break it

I'm smoother than the philharmonics with my phonics
And melodic, I'm fucking iller than a fill of chornic
On the streets I'm known, I use a sheet to
On the sneak, dominique
Thicker than dasz, bitches stop and pause
Niggas stocking yards, me cars, I'm knocking jaws
Biter flee, me
Wrecking title gee, 'cause inside of me is like b
I'm a whirlwind, I'm hurling and swirling
No discussion, I'm crushing walls of
Seen many thesauruses, pleny
Ready to score with this, huh, packing punch like norrises