Luyện nghe bài hát Far From Yours

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

Yo time is limited I'm back on the scene
O replenishes like four or five Guinnesses
flourishing OC is nourishing
Performin' ill and mad lyrical
What stands before your eyes is a
one man alone phenomenon

Microphone you sufferin' taste my repertoire
In your face like a fifty, done with the razor
I'm felt by Aztecs, felt by
Portuguese, Lebanese and even

Every form of power, they respect my
Slap me five, with former leader Cognac with diplomat
your whole brigade, cave in your brain waves
(With messages)
party people slaves
Ya hit to rewind and defy my cause
One I do is keep em different, and far from yours

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

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

FedEx your info, if you wanna the manager
Mr.Dave make sure give us a good too
I was assigned to Earth on a
To spread worldwide my compositions

are like B sharps floatin'
Out of my mouth from start to finish the song diminish
My lyrical energy bring out envy in MC's
Who listen to O, he didn't know me

you know who I are now, bitin' 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 from

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

You may never find a MC well orchestrated a symphony
Some'll go down in history, some in
The will be somewhat a mystery
As long as my name OC live on infinity
My identity, will bells in all facilities

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

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

The people need a change, rap shit is deranged
Yo Raider, flip the fader, let 'em know my
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 bite his style, no one can
He can flow ya want, he can rhyme any time you say
And he's never ever ever too far, from tomorrow,
too far, never