Luyện nghe bài hát Death Sentence

I out in a cold sweat, rip up the whole set
I'm as bad as you can get
Comin' bed-stuy, that's where they do or die
Forget the lions and tigers and bears, oh my
It's not a fairy tale, a myth, it's a uplift
And I'm the wrong one to with
I roll on rappers like a cherokee, 'em up merrily
Just the cooks at sara lee
Erase, replace, disgrace, and chase, unlace face
And place a brace, about-face
And get to steppin', my lethal weapon
Is blowin' too fast, while you're slow as hepburn
What you need is a little speed, style and flavor
But it still wouldn't ya
So to the rear, step off and let the man
'cause I can hang tighter to the than spandex
I snatch the mic whith grace, always with a
And cee'll cut the recored up like edward
Rock the shack, I can't hold back
Four years standin' and I got the knack
'cause I when I first did it
The comments that were goin' around from the critic
Like "yeah, he sound alright, but still he hold? "
And now my ass is still here like billy joel
One that don't have to sound proper
My broken you can still distinguish
And I don't have no image or no
And I don't have no or no limits
The keep goin', and growin', and flowin'
And showin' any mc, I got the finesse to manifest
I pull cards like some type of retard
Hittin' mcs hard, and any other rass
I'm the to any competitor
Scorchin' and and stompin' et cetera
And any mc that tries to me
I'm swellin' up his jaws mor dizzy gillespie
Crushin' all dreams you thought were
I turn into you have in the hospital
I couldn't count the rappes I be
If defeat was sex, huh, I'd be a
My ain't been found, movin' around, breakin' 'em down
Where the ground, never the clown, how sound?
Don't get gassed, boy you won't last
So take your crippled and put 'em in a cast
too pathetic, bring in a paramedic
To heal your sick rhymes, 'cause man, you ain't
You're just a cheap little hooker and I gotta a
Mc wack, ya little bogger
And stand clear of the mic that I'm
As i'm......? ? ?
And get your jury and a defendant
'cause I'm a death sentence...