Luyện nghe bài hát Illest

[Jean
Ayo, I burn my bridges a blow torch
a rebel born from verbal
dirty and never try to to get the drama off
the stealth assassin snipe you
from balcony of terrorist position
professional from the box
documents infamous like the
Bill of Right, tight, having niggaz
open like the thrill of Jean Grae
ya koo's a mass murderer, who got
the dirt on her, who never heard of her
wild style, my gone to train up, I spit
Krolyon in five colours, when I I spray my
name up, split your wig up like Denny and
splash your remains and brains out on the
like Henny and juice, noose your and loosen
your spine from back 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
a nigga what?

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

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

[Immortal talking]
Yea, Jean Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal
DP-one, tell 'em what the we about to do

sh..sh..sh..shit on the whole