Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

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

1:
Ayo my pen and cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin cause they be maniac in action
A in fact son you mainly lack attraction
You looking whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun
My rhyming skills got you climbing
I through your mind until you spine like siren drills
I'm grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex till their spinal column disconnects
We then check the monologue, turn your 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 and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation
When I invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the into a barren wasteland...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to 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 so I can beat the sense of your elite defense
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 fluids like oil pans
My hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause 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 and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to
My accapella releases plastic through telekinesis
And you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite

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

3:
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that the M-O
So I'm all responsibility
Cause there's a monster will in me always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling
No one is speacialer, My skill is
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, for your fancy
In fact I 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 never had a B
Be all you can be, once you make an instant hit
I'm tense to be tempted when I see the my friends commit...
I'm

You heard of hell I was sent from it
I went to surface 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
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 hear the beat I'm tempted to another attempt at it...
I'm