Luyện nghe bài hát Dr C Phd

Yo, I plan to a myself a facility before I'm 40
a molecular laboratory
that can analyze complex poetry for me
even if it was poorly, how extraordinary
I frog leap awful beats
then I separate by the carbon-14s
to determine the age of anything made
regardless of how the outside surface has
I put a on your name, bombard your brain
with gamma x-rays till you burst flames
with the quantifiable megalomaniacal
viable style, it's like trying to ride a
have a dictionary duel after school
check into me a nice Cedar room
so I can get sick as the flu, spittin the
if you got this album, you missing the proof
prepare for doom my nuclear rocket plumes
glow against the background of the moon
toxic fumes complete stocks of fruits, and foods
burning your boxes and booms
got in the groove though 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, it really up to
rapping fire, you better run for the
tie you up and drown you in the quagmire
till your oxygen expires and your dry up
'cause you said Bis ain't dope, you a damn
disaster for over beats by pious
flow the Tigris, Euphrates, with the Eye of the Tiger
in my iris, is a fighter
motherfucker, my was Irish
let's the dices, 'll break you like young Tyson
give me the mic man, I don't need no man
put a on me, put one on him
i tear off his limbs, him in, and tell him to swim
yo I soak that shit and that shit in soy sauce
the FCC boss, turn that noise off
call Detroit's Boss
him yo, I got a job for you, I want you to bust his balls
Drop him off by Falls
write my name on a and put the banana between his jaws
nobody lyrical law
I'm the there ever is and the best ever was
training like a grunt face in the mud
blood, sweat, and tears, sucking it up
yo, you wonder I am right now
I'm probably somewhere on the fucking it up
dead or alive, Canibus will through the rhyme
to be the illest on the mic is a of mine
spittin' divine, you can't get it twisted time
vocal with a to make sure my lips are aligned
Dr C, PHD from UMG
as the LCD display on a new MP
prototype of a MC
with 3d topography you can't see
on Broad Street, wrapping CDs
in paper, doing artwork with Sharpies
if you don't the quality, then talk to me
what the you on the website for you creep?
punching the keys, remember that
that's exactly what it sounds like i'm punching your teeth
kick a rap, bitch, if you've got the gumption to
stand next to me, i put a lump in your meat
you and your man, double the beef
to tell you the truth, I thought rebuttal was weak
the outside, blah, blah, etcetra, etcetra
the body of my literature is than South America
nigga look, this is all I to say
my P-H-D-I-C-K