Luyện nghe bài hát Fa Sho Fo Real

I escape my thoughts,
My spirals until the vinyl stops,
Hoot and the rock.
Inspired by the who try us on for size
as rappez, but the lyrics are to massive.
My has elasticity,
I bounce back and a new shape,
You get with me.
A writer,
My has the capacity,
To mc's.
They reach inside of a vast empty space,
never taste victory.
I'm sick of these fake ass
They all bitches.
I kick rhymes enriching hip-hop, a-plus on my back we shock the
World.

[a-plus] gonna the world...gonna shock the world

whatcha say now.

[a-plus] opio gonna the world, a-plus gonna shock the world

[tajai] say,

[all] souls of in tha house.

A-plus a doubt for real,
If you without the skill to it out
Get ass the cuttin'.
You caught in your frontin'
And y'all can keep on but I gotta little somethin'.
You ain't know I got.
Who do you this is,
When I rhyme I'm like like your daddy on one of my kids.
at this,
Another crew that's up in mix.
turn it out.
And now we all up in shit.

calculted,
rated,
People be talkin' but I trip and I know they hated.
But I be mindin' my
And as ty as my witness,
We die before we get these meal tickets.
Now I'm a let you how it's gonna go fo sho.
I stack doe, unveil the show.
And no problem,
You got a go call em
Tell him withdraw cause we know that they ain't [ ? ],
on y'all.

We strictly
If they up action,
Ain't a minute for slack, cause time is baby.
I can' it back,
to many stacs, jocci,
J-biz we martini & rossi,
gainin' no speed,
Smokin' no ty weed,
Straight style with the hash block,
Cash knots in my would knock to blast.
I put the e-q to ten,
Reminisin' about the lastnight.
Waitin' for this fool to a coner,
A partner hit the gas like a champ, this...
Victory drums and that ass base line hummin'.
Thinkin' about comin' up before the hit.
Then bubblin' around my for doublin' shows,
So promoters sold us more then four biggies hos.
And hourglass for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
around my wrist is bliss,
It's this y'all.

Punks that rudeboy,
I roll with hiero...glypics to make the bump circulate.
of mischief man you no we comin' for you with foldger's,
Keepin' flows up until smolder and eventually crackle.
Like you in the back of your mind,
You hear that fiendish of mine,
seen it many times.
And I'm a say it but remain unseen,
Cause y'all be sweatin'
Constantly me.
I live amongst who will bite these,
But still they rhymes be weight defficient.
I leave them then viscious,
Cause are weak,
Cause I gots to they hem up it's also known the way i
Do it watch,
Get shot.
It's all the body rock, it don't stop y'all.