Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You find an MC like me strong
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, no verbal 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 a star
Finally realizing who the we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstanding,
Would it be the MC of all time
I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I your pride
My intention to ride, time all night
I'm faced the scars beyond this 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 soon to count the

So my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more with the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing better than
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas
I left that ass waiting
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get ass shaking
I'm busting and making motherfuckers
Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the
You the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the
It's to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, forgive me
Who's in control I'm your souls
You know, the way the get controlled
You, two years ago, a friend of
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your
Bear witness to the dopest fucking rhyme I
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) the night
I got my made up, come on
Get in get in too
Let it ride the night

I come through with two packs
Of the bomb for protection
So my fucking sac won't
Cause nowadays, evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an grave
I wonder, if my terrifying of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too
Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the fucking
got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on mind
As the deadly vibes spread through your head like 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 that? 'cause faces deceive
You believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip your throat and it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, vocab on site
I'm out the cut, and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and the bricks on the wall
Your already an idea about 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 views get when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to verbal combat

Fuck you losers, you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Hitler, sticking up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical Staten Isle
Will be back 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 three felons
best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point icicles
Now who wanna Tical then touch Tical
All up in motherfucking mouth
banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al
Method Man too tight, you can pull me
Better one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling
Johnny Blaze out to get like Johnny Cash
Play a of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas spitting the tactics
Non-believers get my and genitals backwards
Let's face it, no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, I'm laced with
Avalanche on your camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs fetch
Got the clear spot the rear block
To bust till 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, this cannabis
I'm dangerous John 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 or a snake bust it
I'm the one the hearse in the first 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 Billy Dee .45
And I'm out for nickel (INS the rebels)
West, list this, this,