Luyện nghe bài hát Illest

[Jean
Ayo, I my bridges with a blow torch
a rebel from verbal holocaust
dirty and try to clense to get the drama off
the stealth assassin snipe you
balcony shots of terrorist position
professional from the box
rhyme infamous like the
Bill of Right, illa tight, having
open like the thrill of dykes Grae
ya a mass murderer, friends who got
the dirt on her, foes who never of her
wild style, my mouth gone to up, I spit
in five colours, when I speak I spray my
name up, split your wig up Denny and Bruce
splash your remains and brains out on the
like Henny and juice, noose your neck and
your from back shift your spleen, rip till it's
just obscene, from down spilling it, New York
illest who rip it ever, flow a river fuck a girl
like a what?

I've been through and back, scars swell
on my back, I spit bars, y'all spit
raps, I'm a street dude, who to rhyme
with lines crack the disc between your mind
and your spine, why, y'all wanna bite my design
and that's why, usually I hold the mic like a
pistol you on the side of your eye, watch it
pop out, we out cats, with the floors when
it rocks out, out, like you driving in
a storm, with the top down, we got
this locked down, convicts on the run
getting shot down, we four
gaining in the whole line, see me
and Tech we building, and we about
to blow the Oklahoma Federal Building
and all them niggaz get mad when we in
the building, we make the crowd jump
and hit they heads on the ceiling,

[Immortal
I spit heat the deserts of Saudi Arabia
bury competition Mesopotamia, emanating
radiation pissing liquid uranium, I the rock
like European in soccer stadiums, I'll
split your cranium with symmetry lyrically
if your not the illest, then you don't to
spit with me, OBS obliverating
sacrilegiously, I sacrifice who
talk shit ritualistically, making
all my suicidal like white suburban
kids on acid the Satanic Bible
my is genocidal, like Christopher
Columbus, exterminating of whack
MC's that walk among us, just begun to bust
I'll make this place, open
these racist cops wanna lock me then
Nelson Mandela, pissed off, I'm making
paper, East to West coast, and I the law in this
country like a fucking joke, cause if I'm
willing to the president, while he's sniffing his
Coke, you know it don't shit to me
to cut a cops throat

[Immortal Technique
Yea, Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal Technique
DP-one, tell 'em the fuck we about to do

sh..sh..sh..shit on the industry