Luyện nghe bài hát Dominant Species

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

1]
I'm stuck the future and life is chaotic
The is psychotically racist and robotic
The of entrapment is socio-economic
conspiracy theory becomes reality
Life is war, and day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity, extreme intelligence and split personalities
But I elevate to the point of reversing
Revolutionary spitting out of me
the dead people in my family tell me they proud of me
Stupidity's not by me
I don't 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 nobody so you trying to say
density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 tons per square inch confinement

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

2]
Yo, yo, lyrically I'm infinite possibilities
But you don't the capability like infertility
'cause your mouth to question my validity
Is like trying to the theory of relativity
When I is the epitome of heavy artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me like the in Misery
But break out father running form responsibility
Every I step and abuse the mic with versatility
I balance humility, with instinct
make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
And I don't care about your link, or your car
I shed light with magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon talk thick
So don't ever talk
And something nigga, while you rave and rant
A roach can live for nine days its head but you can't

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