Luyện nghe bài hát How I'm Livin'

I got a freaky freaky freak, give you a freak you em out
I put them hoes in a row and out Queens no doubt
Don't a vest, but flow freely like bullets through shootouts
I be the supernatural, so check it out
I was concieved in the center of an
The ninth month I out my mom's vaginal
Cavity, now I'm surrounded by creeps and
Had to my back in the New York streets
Fly, like an aeroplane, more powerful the engine of an A train
Won't stress my
You know the fame has men sold and bought
In a single bound, I let the court
Walk through the desert and won't
Touch the microphone, the whole catches afire
Use the opportunity to call the devil a
And I won't stop flipping til I'm forced to retire
Because how I'm living
I can stroke all night and not a nut
Swim a sea of razorblades and not get cut
I do my thing I aim for the gut
And despise nasty guys that hit shit in the butt
Blaze like spliffs even in the days
When I bag shit up like trays,
I bag 'em up like dimes and not the Devil
Can me cause it's matter under mind
I'm fucking up your mind a hallucinogen
(Are you hot, Lord?) I it up like halogen
MC's, their children, and their children's children
Reverse polarity and make girl's hell heaven
More than MacGuyver
to pull off on a stunt like an Indy car driver
Thoughts too intense, brainwaves cut barbed wire
Since Run's a reverend, MC's call me sire
Push for my mental forces to crush your
Signals of stress, whole squad's put to death
Bring your white Superman and rip that fucking S off his chest
that's just how I'm living
I dedicate my life to snake heads
I break on the like scissors break on my dreads
Instead of eating beasts and savagely
I to excell to the highest degree
Of living, now how you living, like a turkey on
Me? I it tight and lock it down like a virgin's pops
crack rocks to suburbian spots I'm hot
Don't forget or have you that I'm a surgeon, Ak-
Bar, once a jaguar
Slept in a lion's den and without a scar
Close my and comence the star travel
Fred Flintstone's out a job I turn hard rocks to gravel
Babble, never, the weather
a few jams back, whatever's, clever
Even the rudest of rude test because I'm protectes
the Breastplate of Righteousness
And that's just how I'm