Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You find an MC me who's strong
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, with no support
And when I command the I get deadly as Kahn though
With a bear and a and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your
Imagine and keep on wishing upon a
realizing who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's withstanding, faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all
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 beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced it, I'm a ride
in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out my pay
I'm soon to count the

So mandatory my elevation my like orientation
So you can be familiar with the nigga you facing
We must be patient better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas
Sorry I left that ass
No procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm busting and making motherfuckers
take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the was planted
My lyrics the planet
It's similar to Nation
But thugged out, me Janet
Who's in control I'm activating your
You know, the way the games get
You, two years ago, a friend of
Told me Alize and Cristal your mind
witness to the dopest fucking rhyme 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 made up, come on
Get in get in too
Let it tonight's the night

I come through with two packs
Of the prophalaks for protection
So my fucking sac collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evading the
Sending young to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of MC's
Shows my as cold as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too
Rough and raw with that motherfucking touch
I'm an MC with lyrics the fucking bom-bay
Your got dissed, that's before ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your
As the deadly vibes spread through your head like pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those
Opposed to laughing, raw villain
Laughter the chances of the killing
Why is that? smiling faces deceive
You believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip your throat and it hard to breathe
Your whole under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your on site
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no for all
So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the
Your already have an idea about the sphere
The greater rhyme creator on sides of the equator
I rock here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like
As your views get when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal

Fuck you losers, while you jacks I makes maneuvers
Hitler, sticking up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age don't touch the
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 Clan's three deep
best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like
Now who test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfucking
Head boogie
Catch me on tour with Al
Method Man too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and or that's that ass
Your statistics are low and falling fast
Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Roulette and have a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas spitting the tactics
get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced
Avalanche on your whole when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch get it twisted
I got connects like Express
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't
Got the clear spot from the rear
To bust till every nigga drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out till your pop
your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like the bomb analyst
proceeds 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 escape in case Jake or a snake it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the place
Confidence for you ass folks
for Rockafella 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 nickel (INS the rebels)
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