Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that ass
One time for mother fucking mind we represent 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 a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin cause they be actin in action
A brainiac in son you mainly lack attraction
You zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun
My rhyming got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like siren
I'm grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers till their spinal disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, your system up
Twist them up, and in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for noise contamination
Examination of more cartoons than
My of narration
a snare and bass of track 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 it's and sentenced 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

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 feet to
I greet ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil plans and leave leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this are lethal
One thought in my is deeper then a Jeep full of people
are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, of data, Eliminator
never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and all of the venereal diseases
My thesis smash a stereo to pieces
My accapella plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally,
With entity, dementedly meant to be

You heard of well I was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for 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 clever ever
My residence was hesitant to do shit that represents the M-O
So I'm all responsibility
Cause there's a monster in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming like a
Here to a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My skill is
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track for your
In I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of
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, cause 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 sent it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering
Now I'm trying to repent it
But I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm
You heard of well I was sent from it
I went to surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to another attempt at it...
I'm