Luyện nghe bài hát Illusory Protection

When I request my flashing
And my hand hold on judgment
I will take vengeance my enemies
And I repay those that hazed me

you got bass all in your face
Sub woofers all throughout the place
A fake rap tryna plead his case
about to be a catastrophe

And if you got beehives before your eyes
to start shit that'll attract the flies
And then you hear lies followed by some
about to be a catastrophe

Half of these rap lyrics ain't thoughts
Just alotta beef 'til get caught in smoke
But the is never cured, on top of that
Most of them be swingin' wild and then the bat
Many curious watch the human drama
This rap cat was all in the street his armor

A homicidal that had failed
He off the roof, on the fence, got impaled
He talked a good one but it was believe
Much too low for the human ear to
He confused science with science facts
He couldn't separate the block from the recorded

Need a rhyme or the tactic, gotta work magic
Detailed and graphic but the is tragic
Something built to a complex
With a panoramic vision designed by
I be the ice for you unskilled skaters
I increase the significantly, just on paper

When you got all in your face
Sub pumpin' all throughout the place
A fake rap nigga tryna his case
It's to be a catastrophe

And if you got beehives right your eyes
About to start shit attract the flies
And then you hear lies by some cries
It's about to be a

No matter what, I'm throwin' an dart
I can lay a verse that'll soften a killer's
As fire as a five alarm that's too hot to be holding
You feel the heat once the flame pumps lace clothing

What some talk about had little or no
Could the next be some shit that's far from comparing
Materialistic M.C.'s off boring
Meanwhile, I be sketching up, deposit

Through the years, a countless number of
Changing the era we swarm
A rhyme book is not to manage
I leave a mic in a bandage from catastrophic

Rap niggaz on a trip, gotta steal sandwich
So I creeped, division was left on canvas
I made it through the extremes of cold weather
Scuffed up but remained durable as old

But I hold the pen, you feel the of Polo wind
Something Jesus, when he civilize older men
The math that shed light all the borders
If our wisdom was the expands of fresh waters

you got bass all in your face
Sub woofers all throughout the place
A fake rap nigga tryna his case
It's to be a catastrophe

And if you got beehives before your eyes
About to start shit that'll attract the
And then you hear lies followed by cries
about to be a catastrophe

We call it a sword style because we are lyrical
And we aware the tongue is symbolic to the sword
The lyrical assassins, the assassins, a sword style

The is, check with the knight
Move the away to deliver a discovered check from the queen
Then sacrifice the queen to force the rook to the king
Then with the knight