Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweight

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

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

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

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