Luyện nghe bài hát Illest

[Jean
Ayo, I my bridges with a blow torch
a born from verbal holocaust
dirty and never try to clense to get the off
the swiftest stealth assassin you
from balcony shots of terrorist
professional the opera box
rhyme infamous like the
of Right, illa tight, having niggaz
open like the of dykes Jean Grae
ya koo's a murderer, friends who got
the dirt on her, foes who never of her
style, my mouth gone to train up, I spit
Krolyon in colours, when I speak I spray my
name up, split your wig up like and Bruce
splash your and brains out on the street
like Henny and juice, noose your and loosen
your spine from back shift spleen, rip till it's
just obscene, from down town spilling it, New
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 repetative
raps, I'm a street dude, who to rhyme
with lines that'll crack the disc your mind
and your spine, that's why, wanna bite my design
and that's why, usually I the mic like a nine
pistol you on the side of your eye, watch it
pop out, we knock out cats, the floors when
it out, shocked out, like you driving in
a storm, with the top down, we got
this down, like 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 Federal Building
and all them get mad when we step in
the building, cause we make the crowd
and hit they heads on the ceiling,

[Immortal
I spit like the deserts of Saudi Arabia
bury competition Mesopotamia, emanating
radiation liquid uranium, I bring the rock
like European in soccer stadiums, I'll
split your cranium with perfect lyrically
if your not the illest, then you deserve to
spit with me, OBS bastards
sacrilegiously, I sacrifice who
talk ritualistically, meticulously making
all my suicidal like white suburban
on acid reading the Satanic Bible
my arrival is genocidal, like
Columbus, racism of whack
MC's walk among us, I've just begun to bust
I'll this place, open gondela
racist cops wanna lock me longer then
Nelson Mandela, pissed off, I'm making
paper, East to West coast, and I the law in this
country like a mother fucking joke, if I'm
willing to smoke the president, 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