Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Line

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