Luyện nghe bài hát Christ Conscious

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

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

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

This a mothafuckin' nuke I'm droppin'
The in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, Toroidal Flow be
And I stop 'til I reach Christ conscious, nigga

(Nigga) Niggas know, niggas, niggas, know