Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Bern (Freeverse)

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lab.... 2!
CT, what up man, still got those fucking bars on deck

I'm a killer
My tail could tip the scales
And my train of thought is so heavy that I strip the rails
On dark knights, you ain't catching me with bale
I'm a Tom and ledger up in the city jail
Fuck bail i'm already down in and chilling
Raise and sinnin
Not counting on the day that I meet God and get to around in heaven with him
So when i'm Grammy winning giving acceptance speeches I ain't the credit with the machete gripping
And ready whipping, up in my ripping
From Connecticut to your television, you better
Cuz the so vicious
I'm all they are are superstitious
So yourself bitches
Cuz I be so malicious,
So stay the mother fuck up out my
I up and hit this now I am so lit and
It's i'm on grass like a picnic
And you know we sparking
Eyes lower than Ben
Space jam ballin i am a martian
Pardon, I heat it up like and carbon
But i'm going green solar panels in my
I'm, commiting when I drop my project
And i'mma burn your house down with the shit I next
to the prime meridian listening
I'm up in every classroom, home and and
I cause a racket bitch and i'm not wimbeldon
I get it in
That's why they seeing web like they looking between the toes of an amphibian, I'm
There's other rappers talk but we ain't it like they selling bottled tap water from Flint Michigan
Bitches i'm on my again
Thinking back on but now its different
Always evolving, i'm so
I'm no simpleton, here to get it in
And I got my scraping the pavement
It's or die, bitches get an amen
My rap games godly, up with a posy
the ear flaps like Kyle Broflovski
Webby kamakazie, watch me
Detonator in my pocket a Tomagatchi
Swerving i'm ozzi, I think it was the molly
I put it down for but my brain still foggy
I be doing this the day I go scenial
Forget how to write, perform and freestyles
kill shit 'til then with no retrial
Cuz i got my Sal Goodman on the speed-dial
Meanwhile, I'mma like i'm flippin a bitch
And its simple as this, on minimalists
Cannot hang with the bar heavy shit
When i'm back up in that lab kibble and bits
Get it? like retriever? the dog,
No? What the fuck, all i'm is for you to understand me
And some money for the store
I need a dollar, can you loan me Macklemore?
I want thriftshop checks
So I don't who I piss off next
Clock in, not a off yet
It ain't trying to live off debt
Put in work but nobody getting rich off
You see I really love bro
But now its turned a mother fucking fashion show
They wearing skirts and flip flops, the fuck he doing?
With pants so tight, you see the dam cheeks through em
I'm coast cuz my sweats in timbos
A scruffy ass face and brim low
With a sexy bimbo big breasted
Giving in a rented limo
So check yo
The game looking concerned
Cuz when i'm on, i'ma steal your
I'm like senator sanders with a fucking charmander
So, either way you feel the burn