Luyện nghe bài hát Concerto of the Desperado

The Concerto of the
check the flow
If you know like I know you know the motto
That's all the shit got to go

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

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

So check for the, militia
A under pressure stressin' that you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta hang the banister
I pull a microphone on any pistol
And take of ya because you amateur
Styles gunning your sound man and manager
What this how we do it in the year for
With this attack on pointless rap shit
Breakin' M C's down to fractions, your 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 then you know the
And that's all the fake shit got to go, shit gots to go
The concerto, of the
R-double-O-T-S check the
If you know I know then 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' niggaz open like a box of Pandora
With styles that's than the world order
Approximately three quarters of are water I straight deport ya
Then orchestrate your with roots of culture
The pill brimmage to the line of up against your image
Where life is a heist, and the strong get a

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

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

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