Luyện nghe bài hát Far From Yours

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ever ever too far, from tomorrow, today

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

From fans to enemies, I'm the antidote and
philosophize, analyze, no question
If I die I'ma return like Jesus'
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, what I
The meanest lyric flamethrower your career's
Finesse a mic Casanova, Don or MC

The people a change, this rap shit is deranged
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 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 ever too far, tomorrow, today
too far, never