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 fake got to go

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

The half the Philladellpophila proceed
Hither is my death flower blow your tower to
Reens to fiends catch rhyme 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, fifth
A under pressure stressin' that you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta hang the banister
I pull a on any pistol brandisher
And advantage of ya because you amateur
Styles down your sound man and manager
this how we do it in the year for nine-six
With this attack on pointless rap shit
M C's down to fractions, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war, react

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

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

I deep like the dark of the
is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic
They use the back and forth the same old rhythm that's plain
I'd rather magnetize your brain
It's the Hip-Hop purist, that leave you like a tourist
Inside the chorus, is bringin' nothin' for us
As we breakin' 'em down to fractions, tell your
It's to go to war respond react

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