Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in motherfucking ass
One time for your mother fucking mind we the 313
You know what I'm saying? cause they don't know shit about
For the 9 6

1:
Ayo my pen and paper cause a chain
To get your brain relaxin cause they be maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son you mainly attraction
You looking zany whack just a fraction of my tracks spun
My rhyming got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers till their column disconnects
We disinfect check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons animation
My lamination of
Hit's a snare and bass of fucked up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be and gazing
I turn the stage a barren wasteland...
I'm

You heard of hell well I was sent it
I went to surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But when I hear the I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm

2:
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of your elite
I got some meat to some fruit to stompin and two feet to rinse
I intensive ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and the lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data,
never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the venereal
My thesis smash a stereo to pieces
My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally,
With entity, meant to be Infinite

You heard of well I was sent from it
I went to surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But when I the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm

3:
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been ever since
My was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all
Cause there's a monster will in me that wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming a wrestler
Here to a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My skill is
I get cynical at a then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't
I'd led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy
In fact I can't see, or imagine
A man who ain't a lover of or a fan of scratching
is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a B
Be all you can be, cause once you an instant hit
I'm tense to be tempted I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm
You heard of hell well I was from it
I went to it's surface and for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to from it
But when I the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm