Luyện nghe bài hát Church

Welcome, welcome! All you ninjas!
Come on in and make room
on over, now!
Go - out for the baby head!
The baby... You about to the baby in the head.
Why you take up both seats?
Just on over!
start the show
We have a special guest tonight... He goes by the name of Webby
Now, this you man, from Connecticut
six mixtapes
After half a million
After 20 million YouTube
sold out shows
And many a fan!
All you ninjas, give a warm to your... Chris Webby

You see I'm now
Shovel in hand I dug the underground
artillery loaded with forty-dozen rounds
They to run they mouth
Shit, Daffy Duckin' now!
Came out
First photo shoot was my
Throwin' up my middle fingers in my Mother's
fire off of the top
Mount
caught disturbing the peace
They I was Ludacris
Crazy, unpredictable, nutty, but stupid, b*tch
Smart guy Taj Mauer eatin' pot brownies
On the run for killing beats 'till the cops found me
On the loose
juice and gin
Out my enemies
Leave 'em with in
Cut 'em up
Cause my flow is sharper Excalibur
Maximus, Decimus, to these challengers
in the flesh
Swinging for your f*cking
Slicing up these
you b*tches can even cut a check
Up next, stop, success, like,

Now on, now hold up, hold on now, hold on...
You gots to these boys how to rap.
Cause these boys out here is doing, is not rap. It's wack
You got to show the multi-syllable schemes
You got to them the air-tight flow
You got to them, them punchlines
Now get on in and do your thing, son!

Everything I do, I do it heart
with a full moon in the dark
Tear a f*cking human
I'm smart
Started on the
But my music made a expansion something like Lewis and Clark
Climbing up the charts
And me off?
That's like from Daredevil losing at darts
I'm just a crazy
Who was bred to be a monster, since the eighties
I'm inclined
Put my in my rhymes
Veins hip-hop
You can it in my lines
Rollin' a bunch of goons
Everyday we on
And we All
You can catch me up on
I am on
Bad Evil-er
That's how the cookie crumbles
Keebler!
Mark my teachers
They told me I should be mature
But now that my pockets up
I'm never vegan, sir
Grindin' 'till the f*ckin' day I breathing