Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of Desparado

The concerto, of the
check the flow
If you know like I know you know the motto
all the false shit gots to go

In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy
My poetry is set a U.F.O.
The maestro, the lyricist
My physical play the of a vessel
The level of my law manifesto
My thoughts wrestle and attack the killer instincts
of a gorilla 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
Deeper than the meditations of a Hindu
Unorthodox, hip-hop,
Than a cheetah my thoughts swifter
you lose your balance when the hits ya
So check for the, Militia
A poet's under pressure stressin' you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta over the banister
I pull a microphone on any brandisher
And advantage of ya because you amateur
Styles gunning down your sound man and
This how we do it in the year for nine-six
With delivering attack on pointless rap shit
MC's down to fractions, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war,

The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know like I know then you the motto
That's all the shit gots to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know like I 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 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 scrimmage up your image
life is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
It's ill as a war and it I'm the Lieutenant
that surrounds you like a peninsula to the pennant
You fold like futons and fans
While I design a plan to make a step like a pedestrian
I crush a mountain into of sand
Your pain stains the hand that the mic inserted to the stand
The desperado, refuse to follow
The Fifth afficianado, break you up parts like vibrato
I like the dark of the night
Niggas is sweet and sound when they talk on the mic
use the simple back and forth the same
old rhythm that's
I'd rather UltraMagnetize brain
It's the purist, that leave you lost like a tourist
inside the chorus, niggaz is bringin' for us
As we breakin' 'em down to fractions, tell your
It's time to go to war, reaction

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 fake shit to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know like I know you know the motto
all the false shit gots to go