Luyện nghe bài hát Full Contact

(Chorus: Evidence)
Its like that, no we keep it live
Twenty-four, seven, three
Its swollen mebers wide
This is full
Spit and never look back
Its that, thats right we keep it live
Twenty seven three sixty five
This is contact, yo time to plug in
And hard, the audience is listening

(Verse 1: Prevail)
My life consists of making
Of controlling balancing on platforms
A space in between is an ends to the
My name on your lips, my in your dreams extreme
Not a term just to sports
It also derives from how I drive force
Privite thoughts are revealed through my regal
masters down with the users of needles
The is a pain for ones who move on the break
Unified the lion's gate to the sunshine state
and measures curved and straight letters
Are used and fused
To the devastating craving I have for making bars and notes
Step and get striked from the stars in my
Reservation for one, a table for three
Ev, Prev, and MC and my man

(Verse 2: MadChild)
Silver surfer, spider man mister
Swollen, Dilated, and
getting his ass kicked
Thats a wish, I'm vicious
I swim with sharks, piranhas, and fighting fishes
And retro alligators, cause I'm a
deep in Seven Forty sports and Lincoln Navigators
S and M the spot no question
Your so wack even your got suggestions
Battle axe kid, what the fuck you think
Step up to my crew, aiyyo you must had too to drink
Its all about thats longevity
Thats why I go keep rappin I'm seventy
or not, rock steady crew rep ready to rock
Knock knock, your thinkin no upstairs
But the lights on, let by-gones be
of a python
Red dragon plus I rock a circa

(Verse 3: 2na)
Rattle in your collapsed ear, settin' here
Kickin raps clear, hopin' lap dear, verbal papsmear
Back to smack fear, your dome piece, tones peak
from the cradle till my bones creak
Known for the microphones, no
All up in bumble prosta
shots for my partners
Makin it hard for brothers who got what I'm
Swollen member be your disaster
I your laughter
more powerful than your pastor
Rappers sweeter than three liters of
Vocal tones fracture, blast ya
Through your back, retinal the verbal clapture
Unmatched diasaster, come blast flash and past ya
the miniscule to the master
Minutes till you can the
Millions of made perhaps
The trap is in herd, house, or pasture

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