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 microphone I get deadly as Kahn
With a and a snake 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 brain
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 rhyme for the fact
When I I crush your pride
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 with it, I'm a
Breaking in gas 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 familiar the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing than communication
Known to damage and highly like gas stations
Sorry I left ass waiting
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get ass shaking
I'm and making motherfuckers panic
take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the was planted
My lyrics motivate the
similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, me Janet
Who's in I'm activating your souls
You know, the way the games get
You, two years ago, a friend of
Told me Alize and Cristal your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fucking rhyme I
Taking off my coat, my throat

I got my made 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 tonight's the night

Well I come through two packs
Of the prophalaks for protection
So my fucking sac 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 like thunder, I'm just too
Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the fucking
Your got dissed, that's it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I a mark on your mind
As the deadly vibes spread through your like sand pine
no escape, nah I ain't blasting
I use my mental to assassin's for those asking
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal
enhances the chances of the killing
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 camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I and ignite mikes
My snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and the bricks on the wall
Your have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like
As views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal

you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, sticking up (Jews) German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical Staten 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 Clan's three felons
Niggas best protect they for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like
Now who wanna test then touch Tical
All up in your mouth
Head boogie
me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can me
Better one and pass or that's that ass
Your statistics are low and falling fast
Johnny out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a of Russian 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 with
Avalanche on your whole camp I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock don't get it twisted
I got like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs fetch
Got the spot from the rear block
To bust till every nigga here drop, men I not
Hold your nose and out till your 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 like
My degrees freeze consecutively EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit fam' by mistake
So I the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushing the in the first place
for you shaky ass folks
Pump for 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)
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