Luyện nghe bài hát Ital (The Universal Side)

(Everybody reppin' from the side)
From the side
To the New side
To the the universal
(Everybody from the Illadelph side)
From the Illadelph
To the New York
To the the side

I be able to reach an MC
And reach a little child in the degree
And my elders
I mean the hell
We might as well bridge these
In all we fall in the fire

It's a MCs upon a plan they call real tryin' to set it
Profess mic techniques
Inaccurate perceptions of reality
In they thus they rhymes are discredit (check it out)

I use my implemented with jewels and sport tools
To inspire all these too cool fools who say screw
Cause they see the conspiracy
That's put to trap you and me

Y'all know the battle be on some whole 'nother other finesse genetic
They say I get it from my mother so its'
Tary and necessary to shine
Legendarily, heavily

Contemporaries like the Roots is so rad like dag
Which bag did come out of, and how can I get in it to win it?
Like a ticket pickin'
If you feelin' something, who get the sticking

I got this Ital style up and personal
The first I to violate, I shall retal-
with realism for they whole local
To relate, we on point decimal Abstract now

MCin' while I'm breathin' MCin' is
That you can host a ceremony and the is never phony
In fact, it's therapeutic
Like a B12 hypodermic so shoot it

elicit upsteps the explicit
Most wicked seven mic wizard
My tongue lash out and strike it
Just might miss it
When I through your section or district

(Everybody reppin' from the side)
the Illadelph side
To the New York
To the the universal
(Everybody reppin' the Illadelph side)
the Illadelph side
To the New York
To the the side

In my formative by my peers I was influenced
Until the instruments of time killed the
I peeped the prints on how to make true sense
Of MC's which are a nuisance I just what to do since I'm on another lev
Brothers is fakin' and think they ready for the rev
But they got a lot to learn, to make their thoughts long
Cause on their short-cuts they a wrong turn
Probably, timelessly I construct the
To rip your eardrum for many years to
style thinkin' rational to move wise
So it's a wonder y'all alive

And still breathin', niggas is dead and not
Perpetuatin' real life the shit kicked is real trife ayo fake bleedin'
It's obvious that they attention feedin'
They cold like heathens
When mics is picked up scenes is kicked up
Like women the gripper drinking Moet 'till they hiccup
hustlin' picking bricks up
Fantasizin' about the stick up
But rip up the jam and we be impressed
On you won't need your tef. vest
a mic with and a mic test
And at your you get blessed by the fans who profess
they can relate
With the trials you
Or the you endure
Cause some cats is
Tell horors that are true but see like you
Y'all fake joints tyo get a woo-woo
The tear
You be that miracle
miracle just ran out
I it's time you pan out
Or just plain fade, cause yo you
We to drop on you like the Everglades