Luyện nghe bài hát Jeopardy

[Intro: Mike]
I'm gonna bang bitch the fuck out!
You betta' -- You might record the way you feelin' like history bein' made
This muthafucka put a mirror on the goddamn
go, El-P!
Huh? Champ! That's what gonna do, Mick

1: Killer Mike]
I'm up at midnight, I'm off in my Nizzikes
A gun and a metal pizzipe, a is to my rizzight
I'm lurkin' servin' on pussies who lack a
I've got 'em filled up frizzight like Mizzike is you all rizzight?
I'm lookin' on bitches twerkin' for service
The bitch's bag is a Birkin, I'm yellin' and cursin'
I'm putting pistols in at random places like
give it up or stand adjacent to Satan
Bad man chillin', the villains is
No here, I hear the demons in my ear
And I it , I need it, see it, I take it
Never fake it, you motherfuckers up, leave you naked
The runners, top tag team for two summers
Live and let live, fuck you cuz that's a fool's honor
I'm totin' on two llamas
You Niggas ass and trash and trash, it, I'm too honest
So fuck you fuckboys forever, I hope I said it
And that's the psyche of Jaime and Mikey
You another pair better, highly unlikely
And if I can't rap, then fuck, then fight me
I live for the thrill of the kill, yes it me
You know your favorite rapper ain't shit and me, I be
The closest of God you might see
Pay honors like your momma sonna and take a right knee
The passion of Pac, the of Nas, circa nine three
Mix the of Brad Jordan and Chuck D and find me
I spit with the of Malcolm or say a Bun B
Prevail Hell, so Satan get thee behind me

(Run the Jewels)

[Verse 2:
I've never been much of shit, by measurements don't exist
On the radar a little in the shadow of motherships
Been smothered and brashly muffled by hucksters of global spin Like the sign on my back says "stab me", my soul is your bitch
But you should be careful when flipping a stranger's switch Like assuming the war is won ain't a symptom of arrogance
When nothing to lose a step up everything's for the win
So we grin in the of frauds and tell monsters to suck our dicks
I live to spit on grave, my existence is to disgrace you
The kitten became a lion that look at your like great food
That's why we got the people us
While other are vaginas for the fame the jewels runners will always stay rude
Motherfuck permission, was never yours to begin with
And every bar of the bitch shit you is your fucking prison
I been here making raw shit and never to be lauded
Run the Jewels is the answer, question is "what's poppin'?"