Luyện nghe bài hát Evolve

Yes, how many gorillas who killas really rhyming
Artists that actually still killing
And it comes to killing the mic
They not willing and I'm to be shook

the shit that kill me
Take the for Barack on the balcony and vanish
Extinguish the sun when I
pool with the planets

We are renegades, the outlandish
My shit from the soul
God it, it's the one time only
Vernacular original miraculous spectacular

Computer digital, I piss upon the
the minuscule
Pharoahe need to pump that ass like municipal
And listen to an

The your momma nominated me phenomenal
I without a 6-pack abdominal
You could get 19 put that like Amadou
So what do is separate the false from the truest
You've amassed trying to ball like U Mass

So with mics I don't like myself
Sadomasochist MC, I bite myself but not cameo
There's no Grammy to show for the
That people hand me on the street, now stand

school mathematics examining thugs
They discuss bloods, crips, techs, and drugs
I speak of world peace, war, famine, and
Watching Pan's Labrynth I'm unraveling bud

Gambling on the next rapper to die in the
If God shall choose artist to be me
Let one verse of a be a reflection of a pedigree
Better your back catalogue recipe

The legacy by the entire world remembers me
Quote, do not edit me, let it be said, I'm top 5, all alive
Or we know misstated and so overused
So here's a overview of why I'm 6 over you
And a million think this statement is so overdue

And pardon if it a little wheezy
Not Wayne, motherfuckers I got asthma, not easy
lyrical; cock back, squeeze me
Women my anatomy, touch me, tease me

Please seize the in the struggle against Lucifer
Renegade 13, the Executioner, spit a crucifix
So that you can the rant from Pharoahe Monch like Mucinex
Get to it, get used to wisdom
Get used to of a backward euphemism