Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Line

As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting
To all those congested, my job raw never
A to the uncontested, murderer
I your mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya
Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof kid
Time is money invested, burning your press kit
Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it
protested, the living proof manifested
Winkled your face, you press it, menage-a-trois
Put in thought, care to test it? If you dare I swear
Motionless, I a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier
Rise Nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow boulder
Show you love nigga, I'm iceberg with cold
No time for your manic, rap attack partner
darker than black permanent black... marker
I part you from on solid ground
Only twelve inch but distance, that's all I frown
Is we or is we heaven bound?
I bomb the target without a
Ain't nobody left around to it
Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer
By the Pacific, cheddar sound better when specific
Cheddar look better when
Cheddar get better when statistics rise mama biscuits
All 'n all, I'm fun with gun
'Cause gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue
I'm young I'm well hung
Threat to intellect, also got your prize sprung
I ride the fine line yours and mine, check the design
Bre-X cats wondering how turn sublime
Peep my shines from behind
I'm high beaming in your view
Get out the left lane before I through
Ain't trying to hear you
It was important you thought I feared you
Naw, loosen bra bitch
Never rest I'm considered, the high exalted
then I'll still be bitter, sipping on malted
Through the speech, now it's to walk it
This potent poet, who spit it if he know it
Prefer to show it to the of hip hop artist
If you a baby making baby, what you started and be a MAN
God damn, resort to plan be on candy
For delicate procedure, no for leisure
The fine line between yours and mine, freak the
Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme sublime
Peep my coming from behind
I'm beaming in your rear view, CRASH
I stop at nothing, my blood stream nothing but utter destruction
Towards cats I in this rap production
Suffering from mal concussions, you bangers catching repercussion
First had you lustin'
Now the name Saukrates ringing more bells
Double X-L quote me well, the future
Double X-L me well, bringing the future
You want to poise for the portrait, let me shoot you