Luyện nghe bài hát Illusory Protection

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

When you got bass all in face
Sub woofers pumpin' all the place
A fake rap nigga plead his case
about to be a catastrophe

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

Half of these rap ain't thoughts prevoked
Just alotta beef they 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 spectators the human drama
This rap cat was all in the without 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 block the recorded tracks

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

you got bass all in your face
Sub pumpin' all throughout the place
A fake rap tryna plead his case
It's about to be a

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

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

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

the years, a countless number of victories
Changing the era we swarm
A rhyme book is not difficult to
I leave a mic in a bandage from damage

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

But I hold the pen, you the whiff of Polo wind
Something like Jesus, 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 your
Sub woofers pumpin' all throughout the
A fake rap nigga plead his case
It's to be a catastrophe

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

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

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