Luyện nghe bài hát Down Syndrome

I be that mind blessin', blessin' lessons we've ignited
Want to bring it to my face, man, cordially invited
'Cause I've cited, you possess no science in your
So I'm gonna never, you're

Fingers be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the
You think I'm pink, I blink with them shades of thought and
And in this be the hush, so play on William Rhodes
'Cause at the of the bell my circle square controls
And all MC's best sweat, we buckets of heat

So don't fret, kid, I let you lick the I secrete, yo
Even my foes give me bravos and that
Total domination in this rhyme

Yeah, the skill is a cinch, I rock the womb a mic
And in the days of the nickel and
I knew de yes yes y'allin was the callin, not for the gat
For combat, I a bag of my rhymes for the SAT

I'm Plug one-of-a-kind, for you people's
And for you sucker MC's, step to knees
Ain't no second thoughts and all your are from Orion
I can tell you a devil by the rhymes you're designin'
Your play doggin' tactics, can't with my facets
because you talk all that glock shit
Don't mean you can shit
Your identities on
Just a form of protozoa to cross them seas

See high horse gettin' shot by the sheriff
nobody's safe for crimes
And even all you skirts to checkin' in your upstairs attic
'Cause Mase is smackin' hoes, if hoes is startin'

Now it ain't all good when your jam goes
So as a deterrent, I use mental
Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin' out of the
they all catch a bruise from the hits we make

Your fame and cars should be listed as
Legends never die but they can get shot and
Ain't glitter when you're battlin' MC's
You imitated in a mirror so to down syndrome, you kneel

The same I heard, the same nothin'
My ears fears the faulty tryin' to lock down the stops
But I earn more your Menudo or your Boyz II Men
While the syndrome keeps you immune to frequencies I
Fresher than a sniff off havin' them J in
I with your rhythm
But I for more than just a Benz, so mends
I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a smile calicum grain

Let me tell you a little something the self
'em, son
I be a piece of the coast, so give a toast to
Plug Wonder why back in the day who his words in jigga
So I ran a phrase in June you didn't catch it 'til December
I'm a of them kids from the inner city
you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making
More money a pagan holiday
Not from the PJ's, yet I got something to say

Say what man? You gritty like a diamond
For the cameo spot you to fool Parade
You acrobats flip the gazin' map, for alla that
You'll be the first to place, and ran it all to a
And all the style that you bring gotta decks bend
You gotta rip it the start when the beats come in