Luyện nghe bài hát Distortion To Static

Yo, I'm every MC, all in me
the way it is, when ya gotta be
Indeed as I I proceed, I need
Gettin' hotter than sacks of boom, in my room at the
Four tanks in your memory banks to up
I the static, with scratch to match, while you catch the vibe
can play high post, but yo that don't mean shit
Because my make a motherfucker sick
I flips, redder pork, comin' to New York to mix
Bob Powers] With the snares and kicks to fix
Rhythmically, you got ta be,
Magically I appear, spark a L and drink a
With air smooth, niggaz loot with dice
Then The Roots, poetic, courageously kinetic
Vagabond, versatile and various, plus rap
Of mine are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm and five
Foot seven, in height
My mission to strike mics and lighten tights
Ridin' in, like
Fluorescent, incandescent,
I represent, Objects and Ill Elements
relevant, plus intelligently managin matter
That's makin' tracks fatter, revolve
Saturn like rings and brins swings when I sings with
Then distort up in your like mace
Bustin your dreams, I gasp loaded magazines
I'm on the rap scene, re-color fellas like a
As I, from under blunderin' I'm not, lyrically
Ya getm, shot, get so distort with thought, for real
the illest out the Phi, short for Philidelph-iada-fly
Money move fakin' I isn't
Niggaz can nah front, I'm poetically
Wicked, with the visit while 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, it's

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