Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweight

V1 (24)
The premises get vacated... The millisecond I kill the niggas that play jaded/
Within a record I chill the tepid they've created/
With pitiful minimal efforts to make statements
I spit on em got em schillin out to cover their late payments/
Cause they're way dated, these dumb motherfuckers have never dues, and believing that they've MADE it/
For as long as Im repping intelligent lyrics I figure stay hated
But my mindframe is to Patient/
With niggas posing as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/
Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em plummeting toward the 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 my jugular vein's straining/
adds 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 basic training/
My got their trays swaying/
use my verses for Page framing/
Cause, hey I stay flagrant with nastier than Tammy Faye bathing/
Keep comp shook like charter when it's raining/
I stay phat on the underground there was a buffet in the main bassment/
Sometimes I be for entertainment/
Im outclassing motherfuckers, even having to weigh in.

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

V3 (16)
And you can bank on it! The odds'll stay solid/
If you remain brolic with name calling, leave a ganked wallet/
I take solace in making profits like fake
That want you to waste dollars for paid knowledge in state
With prowess, I face off with and shank cowards/
And waste all their debased followers, Break 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 to intake oxygen/
Space-Polymer Based oxidants. Say hot shit, display
Hey audience! [BREATHE!] Just wave arms till it's obvious/
God, and persuade crowds to behave honest and pay homage/
And pray awful authors are marked for death like stained coffins/
I keep clean cause I bathe often and never illegally documents/
Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight!
I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny Craig or Watchers!
Potna.

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