Luyện nghe bài hát Distortion To Static

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

Now, go get your and your Pictionary
Cause much affliction with my diction slips and carries
and hers like some cattle in the steeple
People, there's no equal, or no
SO policies, of equalities, get
Demolished, distortion of the static's polished
Urges of splurge and words will just be
Together, damn it's clever, however
You never, can sound alike, lyrics don't be like
These, troops, who be's,
ya, mellow of culture, rhythmical vulture
Approach ya, with Magnetic shit that's
I make MC's dangle a bangle
Strangle from every angle, my lingo hingles and it
Under Kangols, nahh niggaz don't want to tangle
Cause Roots get loose, get juiced like the mango
To be particular, extra-curricular, for
Measure, in any weather, more than the treasure
Baby, you say you maybe, then come in to
Now you wonder what's