Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of the Desperado

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 got to go

In the glow of the moon, over the metro
My poetry is set a U.F.O
The maestro, the lyricist
My physical play the of a vessel
The of my lyrics law manifesto
My thoughts wrestle and attack the killer instincts
Of a stronger than Samson
vanilla my soliloquy profess my ability to just
Stimulate you like the best

The half the Philladellpophila proceed
Hither is my death flower your tower to smithe
to fiends catch another rhyme gripper
Deeper than the of a Hindu worshiper
Unorthodox, Hip-Hop,
a Serengeti cheetah my thoughts swifter
You lose balance when the sound hits ya

So for the, fifth militia
A poet's pressure stressin' that you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta hang over the
I pull a microphone on any pistol
And take advantage of ya you amateur
Styles gunning down your man and manager
What this how we do it in the year for
this delivering attack on pointless rap shit
Breakin' M C's down to fractions, tell squadron
It's time to go to war, respond

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

The implorer, the universe
Treat M C's like the cities of Sodom and
Leavin' these niggaz open a box of Pandora
With styles that's newer the world order
Approximately three quarters of are water I straight deport ya
Then orchestrate your torture with 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
surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant
You fold like Japan's and fans
While I design a plan to make a rapper step a pedestrian
I crush a mountain into of sand
Your pain stains the that held the mic inserted to the stand
The desperado, refuse to follow
The afficianado, break you up into parts like vibrato

I deep the dark of the night
Niggaz is sweet and sound silly when they on the mic
use the simple back and forth the same old rhythm that's plain
I'd rather ultra magnetize brain
It's the Hip-Hop purist, that leave you lost like a
Inside the chorus, niggaz is bringin' for us
As we breakin' 'em down to fractions, tell squadron
It's time to go to war respond

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