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' than sacks of boom, in my room at the Ramada
tanks in your memory banks to fill up
I the static, with scratch to match, while you catch the vibe
Most can play high post, but yo that don't mean
Because my click'll make a sick
I flips, redder than pork, 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, takin' niggaz with dice
Then 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 mission to strike mics and your tights
Ridin' in, lightning
Fluorescent, incandescent,
I represent, Foreign and Ill Elements
Very relevant, plus intelligently matter
makin' tracks fatter, revolve around
Saturn like rings and swings when I sings with bass
Then distort up in your like mace
your dreams, I gasp with loaded magazines
I'm on the rap scene, fellas like a vaccine
As I, rocks from under blunderin' I'm not,
Ya getm, shot, get caught so distort thought, for real
the illest out the Phi, short for Philidelph-iada-fly
Money makin' move fakin' I
Niggaz can nah front, I'm exquisite
Wicked, the visit while you're wonderin' what is it
Dig it, yo my mellow um whattup for the
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 Pictionary
Cause much with my diction friction slips and carries
Words and hers some cattle in the steeple
People, there's no equal, or no
SO policies, of equalities, get
Demolished, of the static's gettin' polished
Urges of splurge and words will be merged
Together, damn it's clever, however
You never, can alike, lyrics don't be poundin' like
These, troops, who be's,
Insult ya, mellow of culture, vulture
Approach ya, with Magnetic that's Ultra
I make MC's like a bangle
Strangle from every angle, my lingo hingles and it
Under Kangols, nahh them don't 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 next