Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Line

As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting
To all those congested, my job raw clean
A to the uncontested, murderer
I mark mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya
Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof kid
Time is well invested, burning your press kit
Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, it and pass it leftwards
Never protested, the living proof
Winkled your face, you better it, menage-a-trois
Put fist in thought, care to it? If you dare I swear
Motionless, I throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon soldier
Rise like Nike, shares older, snowball effect to snow boulder
Show you love nigga, I'm iceberg with cold
No time for your manic, rap attack partner
Future darker than permanent black... marker
I part you from on solid ground
Only twelve inch but long distance, that's all I
Is we hell or is we heaven
I the target without a sound
Ain't nobody left around to it
Sipping fine wine and on summer days
By the South Pacific, sound better when specific
Cheddar look better when
Cheddar get when statistics rise like mama biscuits
All 'n all, I'm fun with gun
'Cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells my tongue
I'm young plus I'm well
Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession
I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the
Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme sublime
Peep my shines coming behind
I'm high beaming in your rear
Get out the left lane before I steer
Ain't trying to hear you
It was important 'til you thought I you
Naw, your bra bitch
rest until I'm considered, the high exalted
Even then I'll 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 it to the hardest of hip hop artist
If you a making baby, finish what you started and be a MAN
God damn, resort to plan be sucking on
For procedure, no time for leisure
The line between yours and mine, freak the design
Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn
Peep my shines coming behind
I'm beaming in your rear view, CRASH
I stop at nothing, my blood stream pumping nothing but destruction
Towards I describe in this rap production
Suffering from mal concussions, you bangers catching repercussion
First impression had you
Now the name ringing more than bells
Double X-L quote me well, the future
Double X-L quite me well, bringing the
You to poise for the portrait, here let me shoot you