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 the microphone 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 make it possible for me to a few to wreck 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 MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple
When I attack I crush pride
My to ride, every time all night
I'm with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a
Breaking in gas with the 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 familiar with the nigga you
We must be nothing better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable gas stations
Sorry I left that ass
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 ass in the dirt
You swear the was planted
My lyrics the planet
similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, forgive me
Who's in control I'm activating your
You know, the way the get controlled
You, two years ago, a friend of
Told me Alize and blows your mind
Bear to the dopest fucking rhyme I wrote
off my coat, clearing my throat

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

Well I come through with two
Of the bomb prophalaks for
So my fucking sac collapse
Cause nowadays, evading the x-rays
Sending motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my tactics of torturing MC's
Shows my as cold as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm too much
Rough and raw that motherfucking poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the bom-bay
got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your
As the deadly vibes spread through your head like sand
no escape, nah I ain't blasting
I use my mental to assassinate for those asking
Opposed to laughing, raw villain
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 and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under seige, and I'm Vorhees
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 no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split the on the wall
Your already an idea about the superior sphere
The greater creator on both sides of the equator
I rock here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot I rock 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 I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
Will be back this mess-age don't 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 protect they joints for
Man I stay on point icicles
Now who wanna test Tical touch Tical
All up in your mouth
Head banger
Catch me on tour Al Doogie
Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fast
Johnny out to get loot like Johnny Cash
a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas the criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and backwards
Let's face it, no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm with
Avalanche on whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it
I got like Federal Express
To get the package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
Got the clear from the rear block
To bust till every here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 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 like keys
My degrees consecutively like EPMD LP's
off a shot and hit your fam' by mistake
So I erase the front row at the wake
I planned my in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first
Confidence for you ass folks
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)
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