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
Indeed as I I proceed, I need
Gettin' hotter sacks of boom, in my room at the Ramada
Four tanks in your memory banks to up
I provide the static, with scratch to match, while you catch the
Most can high post, but yo that don't mean shit
Because my click'll make a motherfucker
I flips, redder than pork, to New York to mix
[It's Bob With the snares and kicks to fix
Rhythmically, you got ta be,
Magically I appear, spark a L and drink a
With air smooth, takin' niggaz loot with
shoot The Roots, poetic, courageously kinetic
Vagabond, versatile and various, plus rap
Of are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm fine and five
seven, inches in height
My mission to strike mics and lighten tights
Ridin' in, like
Fluorescent, incandescent,
I represent, Foreign and Ill Elements
Very relevant, intelligently managin matter
That's makin' tracks fatter, around
Saturn like rings and brins swings when I sings with
Then distort up in your face mace
Bustin dreams, I gasp with loaded magazines
I'm on the rap scene, re-color fellas like a
As I, rocks from under blunderin' I'm not,
Ya getm, shot, get caught so distort thought, for real
It's the illest out the Phi, short for
Money makin' fakin' I isn't
can nah front, I'm poetically exquisite
Wicked, with the visit while you're wonderin' 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, it's goin, gone

Now, go get your and your Pictionary
Cause much affliction my diction friction slips and carries
and hers like some cattle in the steeple
People, no equal, or no sequel
SO policies, of equalities, get
Demolished, distortion of the gettin' polished
Urges of splurge and 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, of culture, rhythmical vulture
Approach ya, with Magnetic shit Ultra
I make MC's like a bangle
Strangle from every angle, my hingles and it jangles
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 in to flex
Now you wonder what's