Luyện nghe bài hát Dr C Phd

Yo, I plan to a myself a facility before I'm 40
a molecular archceogenetic
that can analyze complex poetry for me
if it was recorded poorly, how extraordinary
I frog leap over beats
I separate rappers by the carbon-14s
to determine the age of anything made
of how the outside surface has changed
I put a curse on your name, your brain
gamma x-rays till you burst into flames
with the scientifically megalomaniacal
viable style, it's like trying to a bull
let's have a duel after school
check into me a nice Sinai room
so I can get sick as the flu, the truth
if you got this album, you missing the proof
prepare for your my nuclear rocket plumes
against the pale background of the moon
toxic spoil complete stocks of fruits, and foods
burning your flammable boxes and
got in the groove even I'm not in the mood
you didn't win 'cause I can't lose
give the fans the chance to choose, you
who's the illest, who's it up to
fire, you better run for the pacifier
tie you up and drown you in the quagmire
till your expires and your lungs dry up
'cause you said Bis ain't dope, you a damn
disaster for hire over beats by
like the Tigris, Euphrates, with the Eye of the Tiger
in my iris, is a fighter
motherfucker, my greatgrandfather was
let's roll the dices, 'll you like young Tyson
give me the mic man, I need no hype man
put a on me, put one on him
i tear off his limbs, throw him in, and him to swim
yo I soak that and coat that shit in soy sauce
tell the FCC boss, that noise off
call Mafia Boss
tell him yo, I got a job for you, I you to bust his balls
Drop him off by Falls
write my name on a banana and put the banana his jaws
nobody disrespects law
I'm the best ever is and the best ever was
training like a grunt face in the mud
with blood, sweat, and tears, it up
yo, you wonder I am right now
I'm probably somewhere on the fucking it up
or alive, Canibus will live through the rhyme
to be the on the mic is a mission of mine
divine, you can't get it twisted this time
vocal with a mirror to make sure my lips are
Dr C, PHD graduated UMG
bright as the LCD on a new MP
prototype of a MC
with 3d maps you can't see
Butcher on Broad Street, CDs
in butcher paper, doing artwork with
if you don't like the quality, talk to me
what the fuck you on the for you creep?
punching the keys, that sound
that's exactly what it sounds when i'm punching your teeth
kick a rap, bitch, if got the gumption to speak
next to me, i might put a lump in your meat
diss you and man, double the beef
to tell you the truth, I thought your rebuttal was
round the outside, blah, blah, etcetra,
the body of my is bigger than South America
nigga look, this is all I to say
suck my