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 killer
My tail could tip the scales
And my train of thought is so heavy I could strip the rails
On dark knights, you ain't catching me Christian bale
I'm a Tom Hardy and 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 hang around in heaven him
So when i'm Grammy winning acceptance speeches I ain't sharing the credit with the machete gripping
And ready whipping, up in my ripping
Connecticut to your television, you better listen
Cuz the so vicious
I'm superhuman all they are are
So watch yourself
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 clear i'm on grass a picnic
And you know we blunt
lower than Ben Carsons
Space jam ballin i am a martian
Pardon, I it up like methane and carbon
But i'm going green solar 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 a racket bitch and i'm not talking wimbeldon
I get it in
That's why they seeing web like looking between the toes of an amphibian, I'm brilliant
There's other rappers talk but we ain't buying it like they selling 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, Webby to get it in
And I got my Michelin scraping the
It's ride or die, get an amen
My rap games godly, pull up a posy
Rocking the ear flaps Kyle Broflovski
kamakazie, bonzie watch 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 this until the day I go
Forget how to write, perform and freestyles
kill shit 'til then with no retrial
Cuz i got my lawyer Sal Goodman on the
Meanwhile, I'mma swerve like i'm a bitch
And its simple as this, on minimalists
Cannot hang with the bar heavy lyrical
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 packet
I a dollar, can you loan me some Macklemore?
I want thriftshop checks
So I don't care who I off next
Clock in, not a off yet
It ain't easy to live off debt
Put in but nobody getting rich off sweat
You see I really rapping bro
But now its turned into a mother fucking fashion
They wearing skirts and flip flops, what the fuck he
pants so tight, you see the dam butt cheeks through em
I'm east coast cuz my sweats in
A scruffy ass face and brim low
With a sexy bimbo big nympho
Giving in a rented limo
So yo info
The looking real concerned
Cuz when i'm on, steal your turn
I'm like senator sanders mixed a fucking charmander
So, either way you gonna the burn