Luyện nghe bài hát Ital (The Universal Side)

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

I wanna be to reach an MC
And reach a little child in the degree
And my excel
I mean what the
We might as well bridge these
In all before we in the fire

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

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

Y'all know the battle lieutenant be on some 'nother other finesse genetic
say I get it from my mother so its' inheredit-
Tary and very necessary to
Legendarily, refined

Contemporaries like the Roots is so rad it's dag
bag did they 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 Ital style up close and personal
The first I to violate, I shall retal-
Iate with realism for they whole
To relate, we on like decimal Abstract now

MCin' while I'm breathin' MCin' is
That you can host a ceremony and the dose is phony
In fact, quite therapeutic
a B12 hypodermic needle so shoot it

Lyrically elicit upsteps the
Most seven digit mic wizard
My tongue lash out and with it
Just might miss it
When I blast your section or district

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

In my formative by my peers I was influenced
Until the instruments of killed the congruence
I peeped the blue on how to make true sense
Of MC's which are a I know 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 the fearsome
To rip eardrum for many years to come
Professional style thinkin' rational to wise
So hard it's a wonder y'all

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