Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

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

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

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 made up, on
Get in get in too
Let it ride tonight's the

Well I come through two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for
So my fucking sac won't
nowadays, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an grave
I wonder, if my terrifying of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the
Electrifying like thunder, I'm too much
Rough and raw with that poisonous touch
I'm an MC lyrics that's the fucking bom-bay
got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on mind
As the deadly spread through your head like sand pine
no escape, nah I ain't blasting
I use my mental to assassin's for those asking
to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Laughter the chances of the killing
Why is that? 'cause smiling deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the disease
My thoughts rip your and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your on site
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 have an about the superior sphere
The rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust 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 maneuvers
Like Hitler, up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Isle
Will be back after mess-age don't touch the dial
do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my blow!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental like Magellen
Half of my three deep felons
Niggas best protect they joints for
Man I on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then Tical
All up in your mouth
Head banger
Catch me on with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can me
take one and pass or that's that ass
Your statistics are low and falling fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas spitting the criminal
get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no
Taste this, mad basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on your camp when I'm splifted
Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, the can't fetch
Got the clear spot from the block
To bust till every nigga here drop, men I not
Hold your nose and blow out till ears pop
your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, underground cannabis
I'm dangerous John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds keys
My degrees freeze consecutively EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the
I planned my escape in case Jake or a bust it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first
Confidence for you shaky ass
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got
Choke, off anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nickel (INS the rebels)
West, list this, this,