Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Bern (Freeverse)

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

I'm a whale
My frigging tail could tip the
And my train of is so heavy that I could strip the rails
On knights, you ain't catching me with Christian bale
I'm a Tom Hardy and up in the city jail
Fuck i'm already down in hell and chilling
hell and sinnin
Not counting on the day that I God and get to hang around in heaven with him
So when i'm Grammy winning giving acceptance speeches I ain't sharing the credit with the machete
And ready whipping, up in my Chevy
From to your television, you better listen
Cuz the flows so
I'm all they are are superstitious
So watch yourself
Cuz I be so malicious,
So the mother fuck up out my business
I roll up and hit 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 i am Marvin a martian
Pardon, I heat it up like and carbon
But i'm going green solar in my garden
I'm, commiting when I drop my project
And i'mma burn your house with the shit I drop next
Connecticut to the prime listening
I'm up in every classroom, home and and
I cause a bitch and i'm not talking wimbeldon
I get it in
That's why they seeing web they looking between the toes of an amphibian, I'm brilliant
There's other rappers talk but we ain't buying it like selling bottled tap water from Flint Michigan
Bitches i'm on my again
Thinking back on life but now its
evolving, i'm so Darwinian
I'm no simpleton, here to get it in
And I got my Michelin the pavement
It's or die, bitches get an amen
My rap games godly, up with a posy
Rocking the ear flaps like Broflovski
Webby kamakazie, bonzie me
Detonator in my like a Tomagatchi
Swerving like i'm ozzi, I think it was the
I put it down for but my brain still foggy
I be doing until the day I go scenial
Forget how to write, and spit freestyles
I'mma kill shit 'til with no retrial
Cuz i got my lawyer Sal on the speed-dial
Meanwhile, swerve like i'm flippin a bitch
And its as this, on these minimalists
hang with the bar heavy lyrical shit
When i'm back up in lab like kibble and bits
Get it? like the dog, Labrador?
No? the fuck, all i'm asking is for you to understand me
And some for the packet store
I a dollar, can you loan me some Macklemore?
I want them checks
So I don't care who I piss off
Clock in, not a off yet
It ain't easy to live off debt
Put in work but getting rich off sweat
You see I love rapping bro
But now its turned into a mother fucking fashion
They wearing and flip flops, what the fuck he doing?
With pants so tight, you see the dam cheeks through em
I'm east coast cuz my sweats in
A scruffy ass face cigarette and low
With a bimbo big breasted nympho
head in a rented limo
So yo info
The game real concerned
Cuz when i'm on, steal your turn
I'm like senator sanders mixed a fucking charmander
So, either way you feel the burn