Luyện nghe bài hát Hot 97 Freestyle

1]
When you enter my of worship
Ya crucifix I doubt it only
recognize this my man Christ album
Flip the pages of Isis killin' racist
Federal agents, roll up rockin' masks with they
Computer matrix classified access on ya gas mask
The bash flash reflected off the lights gats blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya inner deep ya chromosomes blown
the catacombs of the phantom zone
(Ask yourself) How can we obtain true
When the value and price of life is than technology?
They tryna this a civil-ization
But the hell is civilized about buildin' weapons and space stations
Cease and call it what it really is
A technologically barbaric like the Ancient Romans
I see the writing on the
The killed the righteous man
but now the rest'll the savage beast to war

2]
Remember rules of ancient, like basements, study like spaceships
Ain't no wid metal processors temperature placements
Teeth of a dragon, face of a
Children of half bleeds who defacate iron
Burnt in flames we firin' and the bible insane
Unknown intelligence son to the sun astral residents
Bigger than rap let's make this decadence
Turn mass to energy, medicine and telepathy, conspiracy, Tel
the food pyramid type heart with the left plate
Confess stay, raw like stones on my
It seems to me they all had hands in Nazi
It's ninety six brothers use at low frequencies
One time for sharp kids, do biblical
two ghettos, one in the mind, the other physical
Break through, I be on the search for other
Race and prostitutes just as sinful as jail niggaz

3]
Accept the phat beats that's filled ghetto philosophy
Beatlovers and plus servant stenographers
The way they take my words to the and dictate 'em
To they man, like they was in the lab and just 'em
From scratch but we can catch you on that
in the end you sound like wax
That ten other made
I'm throwin' shade to the
you weepin' on the pillow
We'll know when it's for finger prints
To be rubbed out Brillo skills
Go through changes includin' cats rearrange 'em
So if you hold my skills for ransom better 'em fore I claim 'em
I don't see Jehovah tellin' you that it over
My carb take the eye of the storm, through soldier
Sworn to defend the faith rap in New Tibet
If you want the doctrine tell 'em we this crew to get
Now who's next, uh, Non-Phixion, Non-Phixion