Luyện nghe bài hát Far From Yours

Uh, phenomenon, yeah
Oh yeah, far from yours, oh yeah

Yo time is most limited I'm on the scene
O replenishes potency like four or Guinnesses
Hennessey's OC is nourishing
Performin' ill and mad lyrical
stands before your very eyes is a
one man alone phenomenon

Microphone misery you sufferin' my repertoire
In your face like a buck fifty, done the razor
I'm felt by Aztecs, by Asians
Portuguese, Lebanese and Caucasians

Every form of power, they my stats
Slap me five, with leader drink Cognac with diplomat
Retard whole brigade, cave in your brain waves
(With messages)
Makin' people slaves
Ya hit reverse to rewind and my cause
One thing I do is keep em different, and far from

He's no average MC a smile on his face
Though they'll try to bite his style, no one can

I be the chosen one, beyond the Moet and
A son of king and a queen, ability
For song run in my
I gave ideas to L Ron Hubbard to books on Dianetics

FedEx your info, if you show the manager
Mr.Dave sure give us a good payday too
I was to Earth on a mission
To spread my glorious compositions

Notes are like B sharps
Out of my mouth from start to finish 'til the song
My lyrical energy bring out in most MC's
Who to O, he didn't know me before

Then you know who I are now, my style
That's a crime to be dealt with but we take it to
Verdict is in, the judge know my beef has
One thing I do is keep em different, and far yours

He's no MC with a smile on his face
And you try to bite his style, no one can duplicate
He can flow anywhere ya want, he can rhyme any you say
And he's never ever too far, from tomorrow, today

You may never a MC well orchestrated like a symphony
Some'll go down in history, in infamy
The infamy will be somewhat a
As long as my name OC on through infinity
My identity, will ring in all facilities

From fans to enemies, I'm the and remedy
philosophize, analyze, no question
If I die I'ma like Jesus' resurrection
I'm a blessin' to the rap game, my claim to is when

I disappear reappear, I put to shame
Plain and simple, in common English, I distinguish
The meanest lyric flamethrower your career's
Finesse a mic Casanova, Don or MC

The people need a change, this rap shit is
Yo Raider, flip the fader, let 'em my cause
One thing I do is keep em different, and far from

He's no average MC with a on his face
And though you try to his style, no one can duplicate
He can anywhere ya want, he can rhyme any time you say
And never ever ever too far, from tomorrow, today
Never too far,