Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

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

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

You heard of hell I was sent from it
I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent it
But when I the beat 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 mince some fruit to stompin and two to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil fans
I foil plans and leave leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around microphone are lethal
One in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of MC's and stand the lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, of data, Eliminator
There's never a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the diseases
My thesis smash a stereo to pieces
My releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, meant to be Infinite

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

3:
Man I got evidence I'm dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that the M-O
So I'm all responsibility
there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, like a wrestler
Here to make a of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My is intergalactical
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to
I packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, for your fancy
In I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who had a plan B
Be all you can be, once you make an instant hit
I'm to be tempted when I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm

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