Luyện nghe bài hát Dominant Species

Yo, in a hundred years now
Everyone who's living on this will be dead
So inconsequential really
All the shit that you
All the bullshit you stand for
It's more important what, what ready to build
you're ready to pass down to your children
What ready to create
You better fucking remember
you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the species

1]
I'm stuck the future and life is chaotic
The government is psychotically racist and
The matrix of is socio-economic
Erotic conspiracy theory reality
Life is war, and every day's a to me
I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and split
But I elevate to the point of reversing
Revolutionary spitting out of me
Even the people in my family tell me they proud of me
Stupidity's not by me
'cause I got time to play
I'm the black whole lyricist that'll take shine away
at any time of day
I'm the Technique and your so what you trying to say
Stellar becomes your physical alignment
1.8 tons per square inch confinement

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

2]
Yo, yo, lyrically I'm like possibilities
But you don't have the capability like
'cause opening your mouth to my validity
Is like to contradict the theory of relativity
When I spit is the epitome of artillery
My enemies are obsessed me like the bitch in Misery
But out like father running form responsibility
Every time I step and the mic with versatility
I balance humility, brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from
And I don't care your link, or your luxury car
I shed with more magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon pick thick
So don't ever talk
And something nigga, while you rave and rant
A roach can for nine days without its head but you can't

3]
I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal
Some niggaz are too stupid to it like astrophysics
is exquisite
I'll make thoughts a victory
Get pessimistic with the
If you think that I will just another statistic with anything but success
I bless the mic as I spit this
Specifically prolific with coprocessor coma type
My style is like a ten year old child with a wrist, too much reality
For the hit list
I got a Black Panther mentality with a spick
So you can get
Even if you're locally gold, vocally bold, or
sold
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined, and to kill
spirits in the same room with you, I'm giving you chills
I knowledge while these mother fuckers clumsily spill
And I it so heavy, it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all challenge
I'm the lyrically apocalypse that crumbles the
Replacing you as the species on the planet