Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of the Desperado

The of the Desperado
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know like I know then you the motto
That's all the shit got to go

In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy
My is set like a U.F.O
The maestro, the concerto
My play the role of a vessel
The level of my law manifesto
My thoughts wrestle and attack with the instincts
Of a gorilla than Samson
Without vanilla my profess my ability to just
Stimulate you like the best

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

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

The concerto, of the
check the flow
If you know I know then you know the motto
And that's all the fake got to go, fake shit gots to go
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 implorer, the universe
Treat M C's like the cities of and Gomorrah
Leavin' these niggaz open like a box of
With styles that's than the world order
Approximately three quarters of are water I straight deport ya
Then orchestrate your torture with roots of
The pill brimmage to the line of scrimmage up your image
Where is a heist, and the strong get a percentage

It's ill as a war and within' it I'm the
That surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the
You fold like Japan's and fans
While I design a plan to make a step like a pedestrian
I crush a into grands of sand
Your pain stains the hand held the mic inserted to the stand
The desperado, that to follow
The fifth afficianado, break you up parts like vibrato

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

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