Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Bern (Freeverse)

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

I'm a whale
My tail could tip the scales
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 bail i'm down in hell and chilling
hell and sinnin
Not counting on the day that I meet God and get to hang in heaven with him
So i'm Grammy winning giving acceptance speeches I ain't sharing the credit with the machete gripping
And whipping, up in my Chevy ripping
From Connecticut to television, you better listen
Cuz the so vicious
I'm all they are are superstitious
So watch yourself
Cuz I be so malicious,
So stay the mother fuck up out my
I roll up and hit now I am so lit and
clear i'm on grass like a picnic
And you know we blunt
lower than Ben Carsons
Space jam i am Marvin a martian
Pardon, I heat it up like methane and
But i'm green solar panels in my garden
I'm, commiting arson when I drop my
And i'mma burn your house with the shit I drop next
Connecticut to the meridian listening
I'm up in every classroom, and condominium and
I cause a racket bitch and i'm not wimbeldon
I get it in
why they seeing web like they looking between the toes of an amphibian, I'm brilliant
There's other rappers talk but we buying it like they selling bottled tap water from Flint Michigan
Bitches i'm on my shit
back on life 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 ride or die, get an amen
My rap games godly, pull up with a
Rocking the ear flaps Kyle Broflovski
Webby kamakazie, bonzie me
Detonator in my pocket like a
Swerving like i'm ozzi, I think it was the
I put it down for months but my brain still
I be doing this 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 Goodman on the
Meanwhile, I'mma swerve i'm flippin a bitch
And its simple as this, on these
Cannot hang with the bar heavy lyrical
When i'm back up in that lab like kibble and
Get it? retriever? the dog, Labrador?
No? the fuck, all i'm asking is for you to understand me
And money for the packet store
I need a dollar, can you me some Macklemore?
I want thriftshop checks
So I care who I piss off next
Clock in, not a off yet
It ain't easy trying to off debt
Put in work but nobody getting off sweat
You see I really love bro
But now its turned into a mother fucking fashion
They wearing skirts and flops, what the fuck he doing?
pants so tight, you see the dam butt cheeks through em
I'm east coast cuz my in timbos
A scruffy ass face and brim low
a sexy bimbo big breasted nympho
Giving head in a rented
So check yo
The game looking real
Cuz when i'm on, i'ma steal turn
I'm like senator sanders mixed a fucking charmander
So, either way you gonna feel the