Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Hittin' Hard

Ladies and
and ladies
Adults teenagers and babies
No if's and's but's or
I want the world to rock today
Because I I was and always was
The baddest rapper on the mic and I it does
a difference
On the way you think you
Cronize the wise
To overcome the the drum
Beats a pattern that into
A catalyst just
your ear you had to hear
A contents
Beyond
If you're not
Get tense and
I'll make a skeptic
Look
and brake like the holy ghost connected
His and soul
I
His mind is cause my
Rhyme
in limbo
You
A clone of jim jones as them tremble
like a leaf in disbelief
No chatterin'
Can cease pity or
I got you like a burger
Head spinning a top
at the knees
And you're to drop
You can't find your
You a warrant to search
Get off knees
Boy ain't church
You can pray if you pray
Say you wanna say
Did you forget you was
You're pay
For my rhyme
You better freeze your
Cause I read
If you got
I
for second-guessing
Reroute
I reprogram and deprogram
Two million
rhytmic hypnosis
Left in a
Of cataclysmic
from a narcotic
Known as
to rap
And a fiend for mine
For my rap
a nympho
I'll raise the
And then hit them so hard the rhyme
leave you scarred
Cause I just hit ya
I hit ya
I the bob
To do the job
Set you up with the
As the right writes
stick and move
Behind the
As the beat gets
The improves
Adversaries for a telling loss
Bring a stretcher nurse and the smelling
My rhyme is
a fight or a bout
You ain't goin'
Boy goin' out
No necessary
you ain't gettin' up
Bad mouthin' very
very abrupt
Thought converted
Through overt
Prepared mind
Much for metaphors
rap classics
Believe me no man
Not bach brahms or chopin
Polonaise ever faze ya
I faze ya I amaze ya
Ali and i
Get vu from listening to
The rhymes that cut an uppercut
And a bell too
I out smoking
Hard from the round
like a bee
And the bell is the worst
I don't wanna let up
If you can get up
I'm fed up
The are sped up
To mess head up
When the is over
tally the scorecard
I get points
Cause you hit the floor
But I'm hard
The last thing
That you
Is a in your face
And the yell timbre
Then you fall in a nod
I don't just hit ya
I hit ya
When I
more like a hurricane
You dis
Then of another name
Cause I go to
And my rhymes
Put me to the
fail the exam
Cause the kind of test
You just can't for
You're
To end up or
Broken
blistered
Decapitated
Violated the
of defeat
That you just can't with
Try to
But you can't get with
The master
Hard-ryhme
My words ya
Mixed a chemist
My flow like

Cleaned with
To green so
The is purified
You drink it
and suckers
Don't think it
The I made
Is a shade
When the evaporates
I get
Then it's time to
With the I know
And plants
my people grow
I heal sick
Like christ
the soul
Like no one
There's one
President and one god
only one rapper
In class
And I hit ya