Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of Desparado

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

In the of the moon, over the melancholy metro
My poetry is set a U.F.O.
The maestro, the concerto
My play the role of a vessel
The level of my law manifesto
My wrestle and attack with the killer instincts
of a stronger than Samson
Without my soliloquoy profess my ability to just
you like the best sensimilla
The halflife the Illadel-L-P-O-phila
hither is my death flower blow tower to smithereens
to fiends catch another gripper
than the meditations of a Hindu worshiper
Unorthodox, hip-hop,
Than a cheetah my thoughts swifter
you lose your balance the sound hits ya
So check for the, Militia
A poet's pressure stressin' that you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta over the banister
I pull a on any pistol brandisher
And advantage of ya because you amateur
Styles gunning down sound man and manager
What? This how we do it in the for nine-six
With this delivering attack on pointless rap
Breakin MC's to fractions, tell your squadron
time to go to war, reaction

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

The implorer, the explorer
Treat like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah
Leavin these open like a box of Pandora
With styles that's newer than the order
Approximately three of y'all are water
I deport ya
Then orchestrate torture with roots of culture
The pill brimmage to the line of up against your image
Where is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
It's ill as a war and it I'm the Lieutenant
that surrounds you a peninsula to snatch the pennant
You fold like futons and fans
While I design a plan to a rapper step like a pedestrian
I crush a mountain into of sand
Your pain the hand that held the mic inserted to the stand
The desperado, that refuse to
The Fifth afficianado, you up into parts like vibrato
I deep like the dark of the
Niggas is sweet and sound silly they talk on the mic
They use the simple and forth the same
old rhythm plain
I'd UltraMagnetize your brain
It's the hip-hop purist, leave you lost like a tourist
the chorus, niggaz is bringin' nothin' for us
As we breakin' 'em down to fractions, your squadron
It's 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 know the
all the fake shit gots to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S the flow
If you know like I know then you the motto
That's all the false shit to go