Luyện nghe bài hát Hot 97 Freestyle

1]
When you enter my of worship
Ya crucifix I doubt it only
Y'all this my man Christ album
Flip the pages of Isis Papers killin'
Federal agents, roll up rockin' masks they techs
Computer matrix classified throw on ya gas mask
The devil's flash reflected off the lights gats blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya inner deep with ya chromosomes
the catacombs of the phantom zone
(Ask yourself) How can we obtain equality
When the value and price of life is less technology?
They tryna call 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 take the savage beast to war

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

3]
Accept the beats that's filled with ghetto philosophy
and derelicts plus servant stenographers
The way they take my words to the and dictate 'em
To they man, like they was in the lab and made 'em
scratch but we can catch you on that parade
Cause in the end you sound wax
ten other emcees made
I'm shade to the willow
you weepin' on the pillow
We'll know when it's for finger prints
To be out with Brillo skills
Go through changes includin' cats that 'em
So if you hold my skills for ransom better 'em fore I claim 'em
I don't see Jehovah you that 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 doctrine tell 'em we this crew to get
Now who's next, uh, Non-Phixion, Non-Phixion