Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of Desparado

The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know I know then you know the motto
That's all the shit gots to go

In the of the moon, over the melancholy metro
My is set like a U.F.O.
The maestro, the lyricist
My physical play the of a vessel
The of my lyrics law manifesto
My thoughts and attack with the killer instincts
of a gorilla than Samson
vanilla my soliloquoy profess my ability to just
stimulate you the best sensimilla
The the Illadel-L-P-O-phila proceed
hither is my death flower blow your tower to
to fiends another rhyme gripper
than the meditations of a Hindu worshiper
Unorthodox, hip-hop,
Than a Serengeti my thoughts swifter
you lose balance when the sound hits ya
So for the, Fifth Militia
A under pressure stressin' that you get the picture
if it means you gotta hang over the banister
I pull a microphone on any brandisher
And take advantage of ya because you
Styles gunning down your man and manager
What? This how we do it in the for nine-six
With this delivering on pointless rap shit
Breakin MC's down to fractions, tell squadron
time to go to war, reaction

The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know like I know then you the motto
all the fake shit gots to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S the flow
If you like I know then you know the motto
That's all the false gots to go

The implorer, the universe
MC's like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah
Leavin niggas open like a box of Pandora
With styles newer than the world order
Approximately three of y'all are water
I deport ya
Then orchestrate your torture with of culture
The pill brimmage to the line of scrimmage up your image
Where is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
ill as a war and within it I'm the Lieutenant
that surrounds you like a to snatch the pennant
You like Japan's futons and fans
While I design a plan to a rapper step like a pedestrian
I crush a mountain grands of sand
Your pain stains the hand that held the mic inserted to the
The desperado, that refuse to
The Fifth afficianado, break you up parts like vibrato
I like the dark of the night
Niggas is sweet and sound silly when they on the mic
They use the back and forth the same
old that's plain
I'd rather UltraMagnetize brain
the hip-hop purist, that leave you lost like a tourist
inside the chorus, niggaz is bringin' for us
As we 'em down to fractions, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war, reaction

The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S the flow
If you know like I then you know the motto
all the fake shit gots to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you like I know then you know the motto
That's all the shit gots to go