Luyện nghe bài hát Exact

Making MCs and drop to their knees
Like getting caught smuggling ki's to Caribbean
At ease, I puff trees till I Chinese
And immigration says "Can we see your green please?"
My rhymes never ricochet to say
I'm just like the word only minus the K
If you hear my track play close your eyes and
I'm just like the basic only minus B-A
Top of the food chain rub brain with coarse grain
Sandpaper dipped in glue and glass so more pain
I haven't reached my whole till I've got your whole soul
Over beats so hot that they stop and roll
far from arrogant it's just apparent
That I'm better than any MC and I'm it
I'm giving stitches to phony acting vicious
Chefs around the world claim my delicious
When talent they lack, then it's beats they rob
I shine so the sun had to quit his day job
It dedication to rip the ill iteration
Quite blazing hotter than Cajun incineration
MCs pretending to be deadly and steady with the gun
In reality they're to run
Before you learn to run, you have to to walk
I'll help the cops out and write my rhymes around you in

I got the people hearing this, blind people seeing this
from the neck down still feeling this
Deaf people this, blind people seeing this
Paralyzed from the neck down still feeling

I don't give a fuck I'm celibate
The truth, I'm it, battle MCs for the hell of it
Why you get bent just selling it, that's
evident Benefit's beyond intelligent
Go ahead and bite, my isn't edible
My a jawbreaker, type incredible
Pitiful, that you're not me literal
in the hospital, shaking a little
I'm breaking a little; you in the middle
Of your body 'cause you're weaker than the of a fiddle
My style's deeper than the themes of a
Time to belittle, no chance for
The and the jury sentence you in a hurry
To get down in a microphone flurry
I don't worry, but my eyes are blurry
'cause I see so phony fakes of fury
Touch this, and you can catch one
Right through the center of your chest, miss
You're hopeless, even the chrome vest
I penetrate to your heart, don't test
I'm the sickest MC, the to be fighting dirty
You're biting early, quit acting
I grab my pen out of my right pocket
And stab you in your brain right through your eye

When I battle you with wordplay you walk away
I'll break both of you legs and crack all your vertebrae
With only one look you took and your crew shook
I don't need a phone book because I'm off the hook
Grab your twist and crunch like twisting a Dutch
Then battle crippled kids and beat them down with a
I casually humiliate your family
Punch your mom in the face for raising a MC
Bend your sister over yelling "Who's daddy?"
When she me I simply put it in slowly
You'll never be the thug you wanna be with the bid
if you did cross me I'd get even with you, kid
Occasionally I really start to the phony
So I reflect reality through my testimony, do you me?
I spit a flash flood to blood and, rash, dug
A in fresh mud for the last thug
Who came incorrect and didn't respect the
he who drove in the fast lane wrecked
The slept while true fans paid attention
Tales of a legend whenever Benefit's mentioned
I'm sicker than the man when tearing into competition
Whose ears are blistering from
For fame I'll rip the out your flesh frame
And your bones to spell my name

Still feelin