Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Hittin' Hard

Ladies and
and ladies
Adults teenagers and babies
No if's but's or maybe's
I want the whole world to today
Because I said I was and was
The rapper on the mic and I proved it does
a difference
On the way you think you
Cronize the tries
To overcome the dumb the
a pattern that turns into
A that'll just
Grab ear you had to hear
A rhyme's
nonsense
If not convinced
Get and wince
Cause make a skeptic
Look
Shake and brake the holy ghost connected
His and soul
I
His is mine cause my
holds
in limbo
You
A clone of jim jones as them bones
Shakin' like a leaf in
No teeth
Can cease or grief
I got you flipping a burger
spinning like a top
Weak at the
And you're about to
You can't find heart
You need a to search
Get off your
Boy this ain't
You can if you wanna pray
Say what you say
Did you forget you was
gonna pay
For my rhyme
You better your thought
Cause I read
If you got
I
Lessons for
Reroute
I reprogram and deprogram
Two million
rhytmic hypnosis
Left in a
Of cataclysmic
Neurotic from a
as rhyme
to rap
And you're a fiend for
For my rap
a nympho
I'll raise the
And then hit them so with the rhyme
leave you scarred
Cause I don't hit ya
I hit ya
I the bob
To do the job
Set you up with the
As the right hard
stick and move
Behind the
As the beat gets
The rhyme
Adversaries prepare for a telling
Bring a stretcher and the smelling salts
My is more
a fight or a bout
You ain't down
Boy goin' out
No necessary
Cause you gettin' up
Bad mouthin' very
Very very
Thought converted
Through overt
Prepared your
better for metaphors
More rap
Believe me no man
Not brahms beethoven or chopin
would ever faze ya
Like I faze ya I ya
Ali and i
Get deja vu from to
The rhymes that cut like an
And rings a too
I come out
Hard from the round
like a bee
And the bell is the sound
I don't wanna let up
If you can get up
I'm fed up
The are sped up
To your head up
When the rhyme is
tally the scorecard
I get points
you hit the floor hard
But I'm hard
The very thing
you remember
Is a rhyme in your
And the crowd yell
Then you in a dopefiend nod
Cause I just hit ya
I hit ya
When I
It's more like a
You dis
think of another name
Cause I go to
And my rhymes
Put me to the
You'll fail the
that's the kind of test
You just can't for
guaranteed
To end up or
Broken
Fractured
mutilated
Violated the
Kind of
That you just can't live
Try to
But you just get with
The master
supremist
My words ya
like a chemist
My rhymes flow

Cleaned chlorine
To make so
The is purified
You drink it
Biters and
even think it
The green I
Is a money
When the evaporates
I get
Then it's to rain
With the rhyme I
And like
Watch my people
I heal sick
christ himself
Touch the
no one else
There's one
pope and one god
There's one rapper
In class
And I hit ya