Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Hittin' Hard

Ladies and
and ladies
Adults adolescents and babies
No if's and's or maybe's
I the whole world to rock today
Because I I was and always was
The baddest rapper on the mic and I proved it
a difference
On the way you think you
Cronize the tries
To the dumb the drum
a pattern that turns into
A catalyst that'll
Grab your ear you had to
A rhyme's
Beyond
If you're not
Get and wince
I'll make a skeptic
Look
Shake and brake the holy ghost connected
His and soul
I
His mind is mine my
holds
Minds in
You
A clone of jim jones as them tremble
Shakin' a leaf in disbelief
No teeth
Can cease pity or
I got you flipping like a
Head spinning a top
Weak at the
And about to drop
You can't find heart
You need a warrant to
Get off your
Boy this ain't
You can if you wanna pray
Say you wanna say
Did you you was ambiguous
gonna pay
For doubting my
You better your thought
I read minds
If you got
I
for second-guessing
Reroute
I and deprogram about
Two million
rhytmic hypnosis
Left in a
Of cataclysmic
Neurotic from a
as rhyme
to rap
And a fiend for mine
For my rap
You're a
I'll the conscience
And then hit them so hard with the
I'ma leave you
Cause I just hit ya
I hit ya
I the bob
To do the job
Set you up with the
As the writes hard
stick and move
Behind the
As the beat better
The improves
Adversaries prepare for a loss
Bring a nurse and the smelling salts
My rhyme is
Than a or a bout
You goin' down
Boy you're out
No count
you ain't gettin' up
Bad mouthin' ends
Very very
patterns converted
Through overt
Prepared mind
Much for metaphors
rap classics
Believe me no man
Not bach beethoven or chopin
Polonaise would ever ya
I faze ya I amaze ya
Ali and i
Get deja vu listening to
The that cut like an uppercut
And a bell too
I come out
Hard from the first
like a bee
And the bell is the worst
Cause I don't let up
If you can get up
I'm fed up
The rhymes are up
To your head up
When the is over
They tally the
I get points
Cause you hit the floor
But I'm hittin'
The last thing
you remember
Is a rhyme in face
And the yell timbre
you fall in a dopefiend nod
Cause I just hit ya
I hit ya
When I
It's like a hurricane
You dis
Then of another name
I go to work
And my slam
Put me to the
You'll fail the
that's the kind of test
You can't study for
You're
To end up or
Broken
blistered
Decapitated
Violated the
of defeat
That you can't live with
Try to
But you just can't get
The mental
supremist
My have ya
like a chemist
My rhymes like

Cleaned with
To make so
The rhyme is
You drink it
and suckers
Don't even it
The I made
Is a shade
the rhyme evaporates
I get
Then it's to rain
the rhyme I know
And plants
my people grow
I sick minds
Like christ
the soul
Like no one
only one
President and one god
There's one rapper
In class
And I hit ya