Luyện nghe bài hát Curriculum 101

Intro: Claims are being
for me go far beyond the available evidence,
And in fact in cases are often contradictive evidence,
And that me.

psychologist Samual Dubois explains,
"You'll probally never Germaine",
speaches, puzzles in pieces,
The subchemichal deepness, of his excretions,
Realms of and Hell,
Glowin angelic gel, spliced wit' bovine cells,
Demons in Hell, they to me
I scream "What can you offer me?" they "technosorcery"
They tell me the will never inherit the world, Cause they weak,
of two 12 inch feet,
I dream quasi-Draconian dreams I sleep,
Peyote mixed with the blood of a priest
In a where the ceiling leaks of crimson grease,
Where the eats the dead, and the dead reek,
Rock bottom transforms human to beasts,
Why the you think we got canine teeth?,
the optical stimuli, of watching men cry,
I I have time to repent before I die,
Bury me at the beach, if the sea is reach,
Cause when I speak, what's becomes concrete,
Like a falcon up in the sky, feet,
down at you bitches, lookin at me,
Phase to 45 degrees,
I'm too crooked to see, I memorize the that I read,
Sucking from the of knowledge, constantly weaning,
Unbeseemingly a genious meaning,
to visualize what Harry Houdini was feeling,
Hand-cuffed under water, breathing,
Near death, on a fatal for air,
But why anyone care, he put himself there,
His was based on facing his fears,
To destiny from the hand of the man upstairs,
He didn't mind the stares he got from his peers,
they couldn't tell him he was going, or how to get there,
It's to be prepared and fail,
to be scared and unsure of yourself, and still get killed,
Don't rhyme like I used to, but I got skills,
More than a couple kills, under the belt,
Huntin emcees like elk,
Camoflaged in the brush for stealth, determined as Hell,
I don't do this for anybody, my self,
stuff a muthafucka a trophy on my shelf,
Fuck the promo nigga, i do for dolo,
Flow from the first to 24 oh oh,
round the clock, as I cup of cocoa,
But I be a no-show, If my cries "don't go",
And if she gimme more than two times in a row,
I'd rather chill with her, than kill you a rhyme that I wrote,
Count how many mics I smoked, the goat(ll cool j diss)
Bus is dope, my battlin' higher than most,
I'm on the mic, I release fire from throat,
If you disagree, please do it folks,
Anybody better Bis, Must be a hoax,
Black No, what about the great white hope?,(eminem diss, start)
What? Man you must be sniffin white coke,
Don't you know like Gary Coleman fightin the Hulk?
Still not quite that close,
I'm great white bitin you're dingy boat, 50 miles out from the coast,
What the fuck is the Mathers with
I'll beat you black and blue, I'll get a tat of you too,
matter I'll put a tatoo of me on you,
A 10 by 10 C-logo, blue,
The theatrical emcee battle of all time,
I rip jackers like you, you know the sign,(eminem diss, finish)
cobras, that hover over Jehova,
In motorized autogiros, and rotors,
Hydrogen proxide, vapours,
Technically these shouldn't even rhyme off paper,
In theory, for every soul can hear me, I'ma blaze em,
In practical practice, my even greater,
Can't you see what I'm spittin, Can't you the difference,
to me, you're energetically inefficient,
You need ten times the enzymes, to one of my rhymes,
You got to rewind one of my lines,
Do you how to paraphrase?,
Do yo even understand what the narrorator is to say?,
The climax explodes, nobody can my flow,
the language is too dope,
Acedemic journals print my quotes,
they show in all the albums I wrote,
In any track, I off strong automatically,
Whether I write in an active, or capacity,
Poetry that I spit, is to a glyph,
Written on tablets of clay mix,
Super, superb, analyze the words,
It's like observing the birds, flying the earth,
The Eye of Horus, the miniture tauri within a torus,
With singularity on the chorus, I still enormous,
Borderlin insanity, tryin' to break through border,
With a new cirriculum quarter,
I'm the porter, of the portal, of the Mic Club Order,
Baptize you wit' white rum and water,
If you got a hundrd bars, than I you a warrior,
I'll be the one that awards you, and the metal on you,
Dedicate a to you, cause now you honorable,
You want a deal?,
Explain the lyrical grand field,so I can test your skill,
Do it in of the class, chart diagram it,
And in Latin, not Spanish god-dammit,
back so I can look at it, (speaking in spanish)
Huh?, what the fuck is that whack
You're clumsy and dumb, like a hand five thumbs,
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