Luyện nghe bài hát Distortion To Static

Yo, I'm MC, it's all in me
That's the way it is, ya gotta be
as I distort I proceed, I need
Gettin' hotter than sacks of boom, in my room at the
Four tanks in your banks to fill up
I provide the static, with scratch to match, while you the vibe
Most can play high post, but yo that don't shit
Because my click'll make a motherfucker
I flips, redder pork, comin' to New York to mix
[It's Bob Powers] the snares and kicks to fix
Rhythmically, you got ta be,
I appear, spark a L and drink a beer
With air smooth, niggaz loot with dice
Then shoot The Roots, poetic, courageously
Vagabond, versatile and various, plus rap
Of mine are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm and five
Foot seven, inches in
My mission to mics and lighten your tights
Ridin' in, like
Fluorescent, incandescent,
I represent, Objects and Ill Elements
Very relevant, plus managin matter
That's makin' fatter, revolve around
Saturn like rings and brins swings I sings with bass
Then distort up in your face mace
Bustin dreams, I gasp with loaded magazines
I'm on the rap scene, re-color fellas a vaccine
As I, rocks under blunderin' I'm not, lyrically
Ya getm, shot, get caught so with thought, for real
It's the out the Phi, short for Philidelph-iada-fly
Money makin' move fakin' I
Niggaz can nah front, I'm exquisite
Wicked, with the visit while you're what is it
Dig it, yo my um whattup for the night
[Malik be, get on the mic, get on the
Like y'all, and yo I'm flowin', my part of the song
It's goin, goin, it's gone

Now, go get dictionary and your Pictionary
Cause much affliction with my diction friction and carries
Words and hers like some in the steeple
People, no equal, or no sequel
SO policies, of equalities, get
Demolished, distortion of the gettin' polished
of splurge and words will just be merged
Together, damn quite clever, however
You never, can sound alike, lyrics don't be poundin'
These, troops, who be's,
Insult ya, mellow of culture, rhythmical
ya, with Magnetic shit that's Ultra
I make MC's dangle a bangle
Strangle from every angle, my hingles and it jangles
Under Kangols, nahh them niggaz want to tangle
Cause Roots get loose, negroes get juiced the mango
To be particular, extra-curricular, for
Measure, in any weather, value than the treasure
Baby, you say you maybe, then in to flex
Now you wonder next