Luyện nghe bài hát Illusory Protection

When I my flashing sword
And my hand take on judgment
I will take vengeance upon my
And I will repay those hazed me

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

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

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

A homicidal attempt that had
He flew off the roof, on the fence, got
He a good one but it was make believe
Much too low for the ear to perceive
He confused science with science facts
He couldn't separate the from the recorded tracks

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

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

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

What some talk about had or no bearing
Could the next be some real that's far from comparing
M.C.'s come off boring
Meanwhile, I be up, deposit drawings

the years, a countless number of victories
Changing the era we unpredictably
A rhyme book is not to manage
I leave a mic in a from catastrophic damage

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

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

When you got bass all in face
Sub woofers all throughout the place
A rap nigga tryna plead his case
It's about to be a

And if you got beehives right before your
About to start shit that'll the flies
And you hear lies followed by some cries
It's to be a catastrophe

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

The procedure is, check 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 mate the knight