Luyện nghe bài hát Hot 97 Freestyle

1]
When you my house of worship
Ya crucifix I doubt it only
Y'all recognize my man Christ album
the pages of Isis Papers killin' racist
Federal agents, roll up rockin' masks they techs
matrix classified access throw on ya gas mask
The devil's bash reflected off the lights gats blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya deep with ya chromosomes blown
Roamin' the catacombs of the phantom
(Ask yourself) How can we obtain true
When the value and of life is less than technology?
They tryna call this a
But what the hell is civilized about buildin' weapons and space
Cease and just call it it really is
A technologically barbaric society like the Ancient
I see the on the wall
The devil the righteous man
but now the take the savage beast to war

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

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