Luyện nghe bài hát End of rhyme

Lyrics by Dominic

End of

Do you got it? is your bubble your survival
do you even know what kind of you are in?
do you have any idea the trouble you are gonna
are you afraid or are you how can you measure
your inner strength when faced the inevitable
can you defy the questions you will ask yourself
over and over again when faced the impossible.

Fight to the limits, get knocked out
Fight cause you it, and don't black out
till theirs nothing left, swing till your out of breath
Do what it takes champ yo do what it
Fight to the limits, and don't out
Lifes like a rollercoaster you can't now
Push till theirs nothing left, swing till your out of
The end of the is the end of the times

Rap 1

Don't take it lightly, you might be the one nighty nighty
Seeing the sky whitey whitey, anyone can get it
Including me, but not me i have a of a lion
Im defying the binds of men, in the ring trying to 10's
And take the rounds like a blood hound ride cause im
Dodging pressure now, teperatures up, Im so on beyond like a don
Withdrawn won't succumb to the hum drum , it's redrum on a soundboy
Lyrical war bar thats far son,you off homie,punctured lungs
Reality check has me vex a too high to climb
Watch clearing dirt from my eyes, Its a real fight now
I see in my own light, its too bright, grip my chest cause its too tight
Fiending for motivation, lessons for for life
My bloods pumping, cause I'm winning

Fight to the limits, get knocked out
cause you live it, and don't black out
Push till theirs nothing left, swing your out of breath
Do what it takes champ yo do it takes
Fight to the limits, and pass out
Lifes a rollercoaster you can't stop now
Push till nothing left, swing till your out of breath
The end of the rhyme is the end of the

Rap 2

My eyes are red, swollen up eye
The fight is harder cause they coming up with
ass whipping, will we ever survive it, had to hold on
Yes and analyze it, the more i stick and move the they charge it
In the game of death you the moving target, 2 black in the cut
Yo and whats up,no sound can't hear, gladiators in here
Release my head damn, holding my breath, but pacing myself reggie miller style
Shooting 3 off of the strength, no fire down to the
The last seconds are dire, a whodini alladin, and genie,
Check the vitals, play back michael to the sky, to defend the title
All these they lied, energy depleated liver heated, god speed it
a murderous nightmare, stomped out but i'm winning I'm right there

Fight to the limits, don't get out
Fight you live it, and don't black out
till theirs nothing left, swing till your out of breath
Do what it champ yo do what it takes
Fight to the limits, and don't out
Lifes like a rollercoaster you can't now
Push till theirs nothing left, swing till out of breath
The end of the rhyme is the end of the