Luyện nghe bài hát Deep in the Jungle

(Gift of Gab)
And I come this

(scratched)
got a few things I wanna say

(Gift of Gab)
I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not
'cause the wrath of the gift be hittin' ya spliff
And a lot of the crews got sprayed and RAID
a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches,
a blow this
ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?
I hover above the land of lame that dont blow
I'm poppin' the clip and bo bo with the gun
And a once in a munch chest, in peace
And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with like these
Run over enemies and I rest in the
Dark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is but a mere setback
Hear I'm here,
earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet
I'm a dog, through the jungle
wit a hoodie and black hat choppin ?noonsies?
Not a frog, cunning yet I'm
gotta do the jewels tack wack clowns
Tip me, I'ma 'em all around, bust a front
a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homeland
I'ma 'em in the sound little punks when the rap bump
on the rhyme I bowl man
Gifted I'm lifted off a spliff hit,
reminisce shit, with dipshits
This shit is the mischievous of the gifted,
I'm a kid, get a whiff kid
Swingin' low, breakin' down flows
with a new medley outgrow when you step back
To the black a fat rap with a fat sack
with a little bit a funk in my
Take it to the brother land
and I was smotherin' stupid like Tarzan
Givin' to the brother man and get another land,
man gimme it, its
How easy and wishin' into the depths
up in the sound in the heart of the
Gettin' with the art of the rumble,
amount to be smarter than Dumbo
Make 'em mumble, 'em humble,
Get me round from the start, you crumble,
and you tumble, and you
And I do it that
From the end to the other end never end,
set a with the maniac mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep day job
my competitors never the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell to a black
Rappers fail to attack me, like a with the slack g
I attack 'em acne, exactly UGH

(spoken)
Mindless cretins grow idiosynchrosy
up, rising up, down

(Lateef)
Steppin' up through the deep, dank
No what is lurking
I hero it, but will I a jerkin
I proceed to bust a
'cause I trust the finer in the mind of the rhyme
about impossible to find
What a disgrace to the of wack mc's
I am because I choose to my ground
FIRM and blowin' the the vermin and learnin'
All I know is we've every entry attained
And the game, and what I'm tryin' to explain is that
The deeper creepin' the more we find sleepin'
And slippin' just shootin' lips on a mission
Its missin' the reason the we've been given the rhythm
'cause just the way we've been livin
And thrive in the essence, survive and its
To recognize when analyzing bo?
Surprises the lame in this and tryin'
To get you to buy into fantasy world
Can it be the ?emina? bones
of the fellas and men exploting my culture
Can't understand breast that you touch
was as up ?paper be one hung motherfucker
as nowadays, its fallin' and splinterin', just timber, instead of
Gettin out of my way, and I'm -- meaning to say is that
The canopy that covers me now is the blackest, this
I thought we already established the
in the cemented jungle
by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' down
Surround me in a style, but I just smile and
Silence 'em like the lambs, they all the whole
We just one magic stock
I'm gettin' 'em off like crack viles, and wicked the fuckin while
Not trippin over no vines, or over no swine, or no mines
Or no line at the plot
of whippin' 'em like a glock in the jungle

(spoken)
Now in the beginning of the
Not in time, but in the
the camels being loaded up
The men, loading up
It's a long -- the oasis is all in the clamor
As we start the top we go to the very bottom
Of a myserious -- a very mysterious place
What's that I Ahhhh

(Lyrics Born)
I even describe you, so I ain't even gon' try...hmmmm
Making of mc Asia is now this I dont dispute but you knew
You knew Lyrics Born was a ripped off note of a hundred
And you scrape the paint off your bumpers sure you beat the buzzer
Making Lyrics Born came out his mother's stomach
covered with the lyrics kill
No bumper, 'cause mo'fucka
I know you can colors rhyme
And have the whole goddamn planet yellin at you and even
Still the time big up little ?egg?, can you imagine?
Big up Asia Born, this bottle
Or you would even be lightly concerned with little, little words
That you would tug at the line, pullin' the
Of out my mouth that make me big bad don, takin' kids' legs home
You can't even back a sliver roach, you
That type shit, and then watch me wreck stage
Boy like I got your daddy's style hangin' around my
And then me forget -- the way
Good taste, thinkin' I just ain't little rabbit eyes in your heart
Man, 'cause if I it was just
Lyrics Born that lyrics born, lyrics born
And then I can't do no more, I'd be like
"Do you remember me?" No,
And you used to play my on the way to the vapor