Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You an MC like me who's strong
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, with no support
And when I command the I get deadly as Kahn though
With a and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck brain
Imagine and on wishing upon a star
Finally realizing who the we are
When I penetrate, it's withstanding, faded
Would it be the MC of all time
I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every all night
I'm faced with the beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm with it, I'm a ride
in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out my pay
I'm soon to the bodies

So mandatory my my lyrics like orientation
So you can be familiar with the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable gas stations
Sorry I left ass waiting
No more procrastination up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm and making motherfuckers panic
Don't your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You the bitch was planted
My motivate the planet
similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, me Janet
Who's in control I'm your souls
You know, the way the get controlled
You, two ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal your mind
Bear to the dopest fucking rhyme I wrote
Taking off my coat, clearing my

I got my mind up, come on (come on)
Get in get in too (get on it)
Let it (get wit it) tonight's the night
I got my mind up, come on
Get in get in too
Let it ride tonight's the

Well I come with two packs
Of the prophalaks for protection
So my fucking sac collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evading the
Sending motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too
Rough and raw with that motherfucking touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the bom-bay
Your got dissed, that's before it's ingest balmay
My rhymes, I a mark on your mind
As the deadly vibes spread your head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I blasting
I use my mental to assassinate for those asking
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal
Laughter enhances the of the killing
Why is that? 'cause faces deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the disease
My thoughts rip your and make it hard to breathe
Your camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on
I'm out the cut, and raw with no clause for all
So all my hit and split the bricks on the wall
Your already have an idea the superior sphere
The rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the where I rock and bust like straps
As your get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter combat

Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes
Hitler, sticking up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. from Staten Isle
Will be back after mess-age don't touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for
Got my gun and my musket blow!
Melons get swellings, I paint pictures like Magellen
Half of my Clan's deep felons
Niggas best protect they for Nine-Nickel
Man I on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then touch
All up in your mouth
banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al
Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Cash
Play a of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas the criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals
Let's face it, no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm with
Avalanche on whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal
To get the fresh of bless, the dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from the rear
To bust till every nigga drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and out till your ears pop
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you lot
With, this underground
I'm dangerous John the bomb analyst
proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD
Lick off a and hit your fam' by mistake
So I the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case Jake or a bust it
I'm the one pushing the in the first place
Confidence for you shaky ass
Pump for for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine (INS the rebels)
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