Luyện nghe bài hát Exact

Making MCs freeze and to their knees
Like getting caught smuggling to Caribbean seas
At ease, I trees till I look Chinese
And immigration "Can we see your green card please?"
My rhymes ricochet needless to say
I'm like the word kill only minus the K
If you hear my track play your eyes and pray
I'm just like the word basic minus B-A
Top of the food chain rub brain with coarse grain
Sandpaper dipped in glue and glass so there's more
I haven't reached my whole goal till got your whole soul
Over beats so hot that stop drop and roll
Extravagant far from arrogant just apparent
I'm better than any MC and I'm declaring it
I'm giving stitches to phony bitches vicious
around the world claim my flavor's delicious
When it's talent they lack, it's beats they rob
I shine so the sun had to quit his day job
It takes to rip the ill iteration
Quite amazing blazing hotter Cajun incineration
Crime MCs pretending to be 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 my rhymes around you in chalk

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

I don't give a like I'm celibate
The truth, I'm it, battle MCs for the hell of it
Why you get bent just selling it, irrelevant
It's evident Benefit's intelligent
Go ahead and bite, my style isn't
My rhyme's a jawbreaker, type
Pitiful, that not taking me literal
Left in the hospital, shaking a
I'm a little; you break in the middle
Of your body 'cause you're weaker the strings of a fiddle
My style's deeper than the themes of a
to belittle, no chance for acquittal
The judge and the jury sentence you in a
To get beat in a microphone flurry
I worry, but my eyes are getting blurry
I see so many phony fakes of fury
Touch this, and you can one fist
Right through the center of your chest, miss
hopeless, even with 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, acting girly
I grab my trusty pen out of my pocket
And stab you in your brain right through your eye

When I battle you with wordplay you can't walk
'cause I'll break both of you legs and crack all vertebrae
With only one look you and your whole crew shook
I don't need a phone book because I'm always off the
your head twist and crunch like twisting a Dutch
Then battle crippled kids and beat them down with a
I calmly casually your family
Punch mom in the face for raising a whack MC
your sister over yelling "Who's your daddy?"
When she replies me I simply put it in
You'll never be the thug you wanna be with the bid
Even if you did me I'd get even with you, kid
I really start to hate the phony
So I reflect reality my testimony, do you know me?
I spit a flood to splash blood and, rash, dug
A grave in mud for the last thug
Who came incorrect and respect the intellect
Recollect he who drove in the fast lane
The industry slept while true fans paid
Tales of battling a legend whenever mentioned
I'm sicker than the average man when tearing competition
Whose are blistering from listening
For I'll rip the skeleton out your flesh frame
And rearrange your bones to spell my

Still feelin