Luyện nghe bài hát Dominant Species

Yo, in a hundred years now
Everyone living on this planet will be dead
So it's inconsequential
All the that you talk
All the bullshit that you for
It's more important what, what ready to build
What you're ready to pass down to children
What ready to create
You fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker me
Remember, I'm the dominant

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I'm inside the future and life is chaotic
The government is psychotically and robotic
The of entrapment is socio-economic
Erotic conspiracy theory becomes
Life is war, and day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and personalities
But I to the point of reversing gravity
conceptuality spitting out of me
Even the dead people in my family tell me proud of me
Stupidity's not by me
'cause I don't got to play
I'm the black whole that'll take your shine away
at any time of day
I'm the Technique and your nobody so you trying to say
density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 billion tons per square inch

Yo, yo, yo, I drop knowledge so heavy it the world unbalanced
the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the

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Yo, yo, I'm infinite like possibilities
But you don't the capability like infertility
'cause opening mouth to question my validity
Is like to contradict the theory of relativity
When I spit is the epitome of artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me the bitch in Misery
But break out like running form responsibility
Every I step and abuse the mic with versatility
I balance humility, with instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers N'Sync
And I don't care about your link, or luxury car
I shed with more magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon pick thick
So don't ever shit
And something nigga, while you rave and rant
A can live for nine days without its head but you can't

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I'm explicit like video tapes of visits
Some niggaz are too to understand it like astrophysics
Technique is
I'll make your thoughts a
Get pessimistic with the
If you think that I just become another statistic with anything but success
When I bless the mic as I spit
Specifically prolific with coprocessor coma type
My style is like a ten year old child with a wrist, too much reality
For the fucking hit
I got a Black mentality with a spick fist
So you can get
Even if you're locally gold, bold, or globally
Multi-platinum
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined, and ready to
spirits in the same room with you, I'm giving you chills
I drop while these mother fuckers clumsily spill
And I drop it so heavy, it leaves the unbalanced
Exterminate the force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrically apocalypse that crumbles the
you as the dominant species on the planet