Luyện nghe bài hát Evolve

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

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

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

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

The anomaly your momma nominated me
I dominated 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 nothing trying to ball U Mass

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

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

on the next rapper to die in the hood
If God shall choose that to be me
Let one of a song be a reflection of a pedigree
Better than your back catalogue

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

And if it sounds a little wheezy
Not Wayne, I got asthma, it's not easy
Shotgun cock back, squeeze me
Women case my anatomy, me, tease me

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