Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

Peace, peace!
Dirty, ol dirty
The Genius!
The

I'll grab the mic and now I you
Cut your whole stamina, here the medical examiner
One verse you're out for the count
Bring the ammonia make he sniffs the right amount

Wake him up and then I ask him, "Why did he this?"
Competition to get an ass kickin' so
Boy you shouldn't this
Leave me like the son said, G or he'll be fatherless!

I got the asiatic flow mixed with
Roll up on the scene like the of Monte Crisco
And MC's to vanish
I stepped up to a jet black kid, speakin' Spanish

Yo he from Panama
I him how he get so dark, the nigga said, "Suntama"
He responded so fast, you made me
Ha ha ha haa, then I his ass

Kick the hundred strongest rhymes, I brought out the in him
Caught him with a strong deadly venom
Told him enter the
Witness the Shaolin slang, that'll crush the shit you

I watch ass take a big fall, why?
My main source is like a friendly game of ball
And as you step up to bat mana dn I the riddler
You try to do me for a then I'll change to Hitler

Go out Nazi, you'll be wishin your fuckin' ass stayed
Home and yahtzee!
Or watchin' 'Happy Days' sweatin'
Ralphie and Richie Cunningham, Joni and Chachi

Wu, who? Me gettin wreck so I'm
Like a ten and a half foot, gettin' in a seven
Now picture that a Minolta
Have your ass doin' some 'Night Fever' shit like Travolta

I strong I make knowledge born, I flip the script
And rock on from p.m. past the dawn
Pass the hammer you're broke down, niggaz my what, what
Can't understand it, here's the

A complete of how I defeat you
Should of stepped to those fuckin' kids who tried to you
Yeah I that ass before
You ran to Texas and back but forgot the chainsaw!

And want to perform a
Better be coming some motherfucking shit that's spectacular
Crush the person who did 'em, well you just
So I'm stepping to your ass jetta

Put the to the metal
You and DJ change your name to Ma and Pa Kettle
As I pass the bone, your every measure
It's not a Newport but it's live with pleasure

don't be silly, just a bag of sensimilli
Rolled up in a Philly
I used to write all the time I smoked
the mic, then I kinda like went for broke

With visually concepts strongest rhymes and
Lyrically speakin', to four rhymes then choke
Some think be harmin' this, claimin' they be bombin' this
But still remains anonymous

I pull strings Jimi Hendrix
Ride more beats that go backs to the of Eddie Kendricks
I teach the truth to the youth, I say, "Hey
Here's the truth, better start wearing proof"
Arm with a shield
Before you get up just like the children in the cornfield