Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweight

V1 (24)
The premises get vacated... The millisecond I kill the niggas that play jaded/
Within a I chill the tepid temperatures they've created/
With their pitiful minimal efforts to statements
I spit on em got em schillin out to cover their late payments/
Cause they're way dated, these dumb motherfuckers have never paid dues, and that they've MADE it/
For as long as Im repping intelligent I figure I'll stay hated
But my mindframe is to Remain
With niggas posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on naked/
Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em plummeting toward the like stocks that's daytraded/
Net-fiasco's, Get these Fates Tainted/
Got em flaming & relocating like Gay
Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's
What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to the game blazing/
Touch or change the phrasing/
Lyrically maintaining/ my jugular straining/
Tonedeff adds to the pressure with bass so deep it makes brains cave in.
break it down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing basic training/
My rations got their trays
Galleries use my for Page framing/
Cause, hey I stay with lyrics nastier than Tammy Faye bathing/
Keep comp shook like charter plane it's raining/
I stay phat on the underground there was a buffet in the main bassment/
I be slaying for entertainment/
Im outclassing motherfuckers, even having to weigh in.

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

V3 (16)
And you can bank on it! The playing odds'll solid/
If you brolic with name calling, leave with a ganked wallet/
I take solace in making like fake scholars/
That want you to waste dollars for paid knowledge in state
With great prowess, I off with and shank cowards/
And all their debased followers, Break laws with a brave heart like the late Wallace/
I chase robbers, escaped convicts who rape songs and create
Embrace carnage, they artists! Sample their flavor and you'll taste vomit!
[Gasp] I need a reminder to oxygen/
Space-Polymer oxidants. Say hot shit, display confidence/
Hey audience! [BREATHE!] Just wave arms till it's obvious/
Play God, and persuade crowds to honest and pay homage/
And pray thoughtlessly awful authors are marked for like stained coffins/
I keep clean cause I often and never illegally trade documents/
Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight!
I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny or Weight Watchers!
Potna.

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