Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You an MC like me who's strong
Leaving motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as though
With a and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I
And make it for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Imagine and keep on wishing a star
Finally who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstanding,
it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the fact
When I attack I crush pride
My to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars this one bar
For me to put my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
Breaking in gas with the all day
In and out my pay
I'm soon to count the

So mandatory my elevation my like orientation
So you can be more familiar the nigga you facing
We must be patient better than communication
to damage and highly flammable like 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 put that ass in the dirt
You swear the was planted
My motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm
But thugged out, me Janet
Who's in control I'm activating your
You know, the way the get controlled
You, two ago, a friend of mine
Told me and Cristal blows 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 ride (get wit it) tonight's the
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 won't
nowadays, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the
Electrifying thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous
I'm an MC with lyrics the fucking 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
There's no escape, nah I ain't
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those
to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Laughter enhances the 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 night is I defeat and ignite mikes
My snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no for all
So all my rhymes hit and the bricks on the wall
Your already have an idea the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on sides of the equator
I from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust straps
As views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to verbal combat

you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, sticking up (Jews) with (lugers)
The Mr. from Staten Isle
be back after 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 three deep felons
Niggas protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on like icicles
Now who wanna Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfucking
Head banger
Catch me on tour with Al
Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's ass
Your vital statistics are low and fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a

Hey yo, gas spitting the criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals
face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on your whole camp I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects Federal Express
To get the package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from the rear
To bust till every nigga drop, men I fear not
your nose and blow out till your ears pop
Since your suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, this cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the analyst
Then proceeds like
My degrees consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a and hit your fam' by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the
I planned my in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first
Confidence for you shaky ass
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 nine (INS the rebels)
West, list this, this,