Luyện nghe bài hát Evolve Or Be Extinct

evolving, how many days will it to hit another level?
im a short term ranga, wont take long, there is not another that i wont take on,
if you lose then get off, winner stays on, winner plays on, winner like da maze on,
im a winner, my vibes like a rave for the 20,000 people dont putting hate on,
i dont wanna a thing that you wanna say wrong,
pipe down on twitter put a face on,
tell em, silly choice, silly move, eat dat ting, silly me, silly you, your ting,
were bigger than this, ill defeat your king, god knows i try hard but he in,
hes just a MC but he goes in, style is wack like its a repo ting, im going in,
i aint coming out, i got a and it aint running out, but my lifes running out,
we live forever, however, my music can live forever, whatever,
tell em in a chat to the badman breda, and you cant fool me but you act clever,
sun, sea and well thats my weather, whether or not you like me, silly, whatever,
i count money im a chore cheddar, i dont care if the raw is breda,
on my own no running a risktake, no fear like blow im a tourist breda, what now
you thought i was a klein like calvin,
i take care of chipmunks my name aint alvin,
i got a where im living its out of town housing, suck ya mother, i might say dat,
you wana hear it again playback, i pep the pig me raise dat,
a dad without da mayback
its wiley again, none of them not try me again,
youre forgetting im a giant like
battle anybody for a a-stack, ill take ya a-stacks, put it in my sack,
put it on my back,
then i off ASAP, i am music but im not a-rab,
my names eski im sitting on the clouds the best beat,
take that, shut ya mouth doe, cos im a don, dont get me wrong im singing this song,
i go back to the war bringing it on, what, you play ball and you think youre the don,
you might 5 days on picking a song, by then im on a racetrack winging along,
gone, i did it right and youre doing it wrong, what type of mic are you doing it on?
you know half good mc's ruin a song, im like why they doing it thats long,
im evolving, in a freezone, like major covan, rolling,
i stack that money til im blue in the face, i go fast like i in a race,
i won the title, i kill off any rivals, gonna spit on the beat,
nobodys steady theyre liable, think youre bad but you do a fireball,
my kind of aint viable, you gotta earn it, you gotta learn it,
your kind of style aint viable, when its a grime ting i wana chat fighting, saying
i aint just rhyming, better listen up when im hyping,
on the ros not the lightning,
if a soundboys dead and he calls my name, i roll up and its i revive him, PAR!
i shoulda let him out lightly, them ever getting anywhere werent likely,
yeah im wiley, you say you like me so what, im not a showoff,
but im about its a roadblock,
thinking of old songs, move on, go change your old top,
them are good but their flows not,
as tight as mine im like a old knot, got bullied in school like a old cop,
god im in control im not a rover, heres how i evolve i cant hold off so chatting
on a cliff but roll off, climb back up by den i float off,
in the souls confront until it goes off, my futures its orange, cos i smoke weed
not in a sorange,
i go jogging my fam ask for me my mum says i aint seen nothing of him.