Luyện nghe bài hát Far From Yours

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

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

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

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

no average MC with a smile on his face
Though they'll try to his style, no one can duplicate

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

FedEx your info, if you wanna show the
Mr.Dave make sure us a good payday too
I was assigned to on a mission
To spread worldwide my glorious

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

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

He's no average MC with a on his face
And though you try to 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 find a MC well like a symphony
go down in history, some in infamy
The infamy will be a mystery
As long as my name OC on through infinity
My identity, will ring bells in all

fans to enemies, I'm the antidote and remedy
I'ma philosophize, analyze, no
If I die I'ma return Jesus' resurrection
I'm a blessin' to the rap game, my to fame is when

I disappear reappear, I put to shame
Plain and simple, in English, what I distinguish
The meanest lyric your career's over
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 em different, and far from yours

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