Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweight

V1 (24)
The premises get vacated... The millisecond I kill the seven niggas that play
a record I chill the tepid temperatures they've created/
With their minimal efforts to make statements
I spit on em got em out money to cover their late payments/
Cause they're way dated, these dumb motherfuckers have never paid dues, and believing that they've it/
For as long as Im repping intelligent lyrics I figure I'll stay
But my mindframe is to Remain
With posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/
Yo, I can't it, I'm keeping em plummeting toward the bottom like stocks that's daytraded/
Net-fiasco's, Get asshole's Fates Tainted/
Got em flaming & like Gay Vagrants/
Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's
What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to glaze the game
overdubs or change the phrasing/
Lyrically my jugular vein's straining/
Tonedeff to the pressure with bass so deep it makes your brains cave in.
I'll break it down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing training/
My rations got their trays
Galleries use my verses for Page
Cause, hey I flagrant with lyrics nastier than Tammy Faye bathing/
Keep comp shook charter plane when it's raining/
I stay phat on the underground like there was a buffet in the main
Sometimes I be slaying for
Im outclassing motherfuckers, without even to weigh in.

V2 (24)
No one's as gifted or as vigorously meticulous with a scripture/
Or with this infinite syllablism that I've been equipped with/
Should I with the quick shit or pitch shift a negative 50% in an effort to get rich/
Or stick the swiftness for the niggas that get this/
Even when I'm simplistic, I can be unbelievably
The rhythm endures the physical force to split a with a discuss/
With the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with
I seem to get listless with these kids when I see what they
Cause anything a punchline'll get eased outta business/
Like delivery's not important! Rhythm and schemes are ignored it's horrid/
Son, if you can't - then become a comedian a ghost writer or poet/
If you ain't the artform then don't record it/
Heads are starving and fiending for an of global proportions/
If you feeding the scores of supporters, then you're hoarding/
And you're a that's killing your heritage like Lizzie Borden/
The dexterity I display scrambles your cells like you was a warden/
Committed to more than a jiggy mormon/
With a diamond studded bible that bling-blings in the
When I rhyme at full throttle, I'm titled "Supreme Being" when I tight/
And things are finally done right/
Like obscene scenes riding slut wife/
Our extreme stifle your love life/
Stun like blunt strikes from a swung pipe someone was hiding sight/
And exceed of fire in gunfights.

V3 (16)
And you can bank on it! The playing odds'll stay
If you remain brolic name calling, leave with a ganked wallet/
I take in making profits like fake scholars/
That want you to waste for paid knowledge in state college/
With great prowess, I off with and shank cowards/
And waste all their debased followers, Break laws with a brave heart like the Wallace/
I chase robbers, escaped convicts who rape songs and garbage/
Embrace carnage, ain't artists! Sample their flavor and you'll taste vomit!
I need a reminder to intake oxygen/
Space-Polymer Based oxidants. Say hot shit, display
Hey audience! [BREATHE!] Just arms till it's plain obvious/
Play God, and persuade crowds to honest and pay homage/
And pray thoughtlessly awful authors are marked for death stained coffins/
I keep cause I bathe often and never illegally trade documents/
Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight!
I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in of a Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers!
Potna.

The flow!
It's - Everything goes/
Can you NO!
With Your Petty Show
Tonedeffinite
Ready, - GO!
The Pro with the heavyweight flow!