Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You find an MC like me who's
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn
With a and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your
Imagine and keep on wishing upon a
Finally realizing who the we are
When I penetrate, been withstanding, faded
it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your
My to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a
in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out my pay
I'm to count the bodies

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

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

Well I come with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for
So my fucking sac won't
Cause nowadays, evading the x-rays
Sending motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing
Shows my as cold as the tundra
like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with motherfucking poisonous touch
I'm an MC with that's the fucking bom-bay
Your got dissed, before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I a mark on your mind
As the vibes spread through your head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I blasting
I use my to assassinate assassin's for those asking
Opposed to laughing, raw villain
Laughter enhances the chances of the
Why is 'cause smiling faces deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the disease
My rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason
In the heat of the night is I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no for all
So all my hit and split the bricks on the wall
Your already an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you in contact
Beware, set and prepare to verbal combat

you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. from Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for
Got my gun and my musket blow!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like
Half of my Clan's three deep
Niggas best they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then Tical
All up in your motherfucking
banger boogie
Catch me on tour Al Doogie
Method Man too tight, you can pull me
take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a

Hey yo, lyrical gas spitting the criminal
Non-believers get my and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no
Taste this, mad underground basement, I'm laced with
Avalanche on whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs fetch
Got the clear spot the rear block
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, underground cannabis
I'm dangerous John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD
off a shot and hit your fam' by mistake
So I the whole front row at the wake
I my escape in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first
for you shaky ass folks
Pump for for the day he got smoked
Choke, off anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45
And I'm out for nine (INS the rebels)
West, list this, this,