Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You find an MC me who's strong
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, no verbal support
And when I the microphone 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 your brain
and keep on wishing upon a star
Finally realizing who the we are
I penetrate, it's been withstanding, faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all
When I created for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your
My intention to ride, every time all
I'm faced with the scars this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm with it, I'm a ride
Breaking in gas 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 more with the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing than communication
Known to damage and highly like gas stations
I left that ass waiting
No more procrastination up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm busting and making panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the
You swear the bitch was
My lyrics the planet
It's to Rhythm Nation
But out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm your souls
You know, the way the games get
You, two ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows 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 ride (get wit it) tonight's the
I got my mind made up, on
Get in get in too
Let it ride tonight's the

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

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

Hey yo, gas spitting the criminal tactics
get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad basement, shit I'm laced with
on your whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it
I got connects like Federal
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs fetch
Got the clear spot from the rear
To bust every nigga here drop, men I fear not
your nose and blow out till your ears pop
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you lot
With, underground cannabis
I'm like John the bomb analyst
Then like keys
My degrees freeze like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your fam' by
So I erase the whole front row at the
I planned my in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the place
Confidence for you shaky ass
for Rockafella 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 nickel (INS the rebels)
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