Luyện nghe bài hát Hot 97 Freestyle

1]
When you my house of worship
Ya crucifix I doubt it only
Y'all recognize this my man Christ
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 bash flash reflected off the lights blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya inner deep with ya blown
Roamin' the of the phantom zone
(Ask yourself) How can we obtain equality
When the value and price of life is less than
They call this a civil-ization
But what the is civilized about buildin' weapons and space stations
Cease and just call it it really is
A barbaric society like the Ancient Romans
I see the on the wall
The devil the righteous man
but now the rest'll the savage beast to war

2]
Remember rules of ancient, crusty basements, study like spaceships
Ain't no probin' wid metal processors temperature
Teeth of a dragon, of a lion
Children of Zion half bleeds who defacate
Burnt in flames we robots 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, medicine and telepathy, conspiracy, Tel
Buildin' the food pyramid type heart with the left
Confess stay, raw like stones on my
It seems to me they all had in Nazi thievery
It's six brothers use brains at low frequencies
One time for sharp kids, killers do
There's two ghettos, one in the mind, the other
Break through, I be on the search for niggaz
Race haters and prostitutes just as sinful as jail

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