Luyện nghe bài hát Inherit The World

Rappers with their styles and I left with their heads
Their crews victim of the body snatchin' dread
The world is now mine, the belongs to me
I carefully planned the extinction of all MC's

Now innocents must prepare for my
My style will inherit the world, just water
Cover it like sauce, think who lost
minds was the reason for the MC holocaust

I'll be the first to admit, I'm on some next
Two rappers stepped up and left and anorexic
I told humans I'd conquer and bomb

Now I stand alone and take of my continents
A&R's to ignore me, realized I was nice
Now it's no one here to write my life story
Ninety rappers shelled like pearls
Hit by genocide, I the world

Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
crumble up, under pressure God
Humanity crushed, with a style that's hard
crumble up, under pressure God

Humanity gets crushed, a style that's hard
Crews up, under pressure God
Humanity gets crushed, with a style hard
Crews up, under pressure God

I came alone, draggin' bags of
Slit my own wrists, and bleedin' out
Consider me the MC who forever
Rainin' hemlock on niggaz, yes, the God of the

The end of time as you know it a shotty
In the simple game of freeze tag, I touched
Man's worst creation like the
Just exist in life form, then I'm leavin' town

If I done it, the world wouldn't be clean
Now I rhymes, work on my time machine
Nothin' shall or be conceived
They shoulda known, now on and the world's on it's knees

I feel relieved, free from their
Now I battle my reflection, ask rhetorical
My actions, might make mortals earl
I won't have that problem, I the world

Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
Crews up, under pressure God
gets crushed, with a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God

Humanity crushed, with a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God
Humanity gets crushed, a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, pressure God

Now put thought to the one
'Cause now I got mad to think about what I done
too quiet here, I'm losin' my mentality
I'm alone and I'm startin' to see reality

No hip hop, what was I thinkin' of?
No more fat tracks and no to love
No incidents black people tighter
No more real MC's doin' time in the

No wreckin' shows, no more biz
I fantasize and voices sayin' "Yo that shit was fat kid"
Nothin' to look to day after day
So why rhymes, who's gonna hear what I have to say?

And if I do, who's gonna it?
Humanity terminated, I'm alone and I it
I lost it all, my crew and my
All because I had to the world

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's
crumble up, under pressure God
Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God

Humanity gets crushed, a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God
Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's
crumble up, under pressure God

Uhh, Mad Skillz, on
Peace out to everybody here
All the corpses, all the MC's