Luyện nghe bài hát Christ Conscious

Uh, motherfucking checker
Keep that grip tight, like my Smith &
Ike with the mic, nigga tryna turn up?
Hit you with the hurtful fuckin' like Sojourner
Mothafuckin' microphone
Spittin' hot shit, hit dome with the heater
Wouldn't want to be ya, this lyrical
Got dragon balls my name was Vegeta
super duper swanking
Niggas hating, pigs want him for the bacon
Take 'em to the slaughterhouse, say we to order out
Tell 'em we the badass that they heard about
Yes, I the word is out, we coming for the top dollar
Top rottweiler, I popped my collar
say they hit us, they ain't ever shot nada
Me? I'd rather not snitch up on my own
I'm a microphone killer
Especially when my head is off the liquor
Specially educated, medicated
Give me beat and I'll put you next to Dilla, my nigga
sweeter than vanilla
Tell these haters beat it, can't thriller
I'm the nigga that you see you're in the mirror
Say my name five times, this I deliver

This a mothafuckin' that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your
Always drop hot shit, Flow be constant
And I won't stop 'til I Christ conscious, nigga

Which one of y'all really want it with me?
None of y'all niggas, fuck outta
coast, nigga, Pro Era in your area

This a mothafuckin' nuke I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your
drop hot shit, Toroidal Flow be constant
And I won't stop 'til I Christ conscious, nigga

(Nigga) know, niggas, niggas, niggas know