Luyện nghe bài hát Jeopardy

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

[Verse 1: Mike]
I'm up at midnight, I'm dippin' off in my
A gun and a metal pizzipe, a knizzife is to my
I'm servin' on pussies who lack a purpose
I've got 'em filled up with frizzight like Mizzike is you all
I'm lookin' lurkin' on twerkin' for service
The bitch's bag is a Birkin, I'm yellin' and cursin'
I'm putting pistols in faces at random places
Bitch give it up or adjacent to Satan
Bad man chillin', the is here
No Jesuses here, I hear the in my ear
And I want it , I need it, see it, I it
Never fake it, wrap you motherfuckers up, you naked
The jewels runners, top tag team for two
and let live, fuck you cuz cause that's a fool's honor
I'm walkin' totin' on two
You ass and trash and trash, fuck it, I'm too honest
So fuck you forever, I hope I said it politely
And that's the psyche of Jaime and Mikey
You meet another 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 shit and me, I might be
The closest representation of God you see
Pay honors like your momma young 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 diction of or say a Bun B
through Hell, so Satan get thee behind me

(Run the Jewels)

[Verse 2:
I've never been of shit, by most measurements don't exist
On the radar a little blip in the 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 little
But maybe you should be careful when flipping a stranger's switch Like assuming the war is won ain't a symptom of
When nothing to lose a step up then for the win
So we grin in the of frauds and tell monsters to suck our dicks
I live to spit on your grave, my is to disgrace you
The kitten became a lion that look at face like great food
why we got the people behind us
While other rappers are vaginas for the fame the jewels runners will always stay
Motherfuck your permission, was yours to begin with
And every bar of the bitch shit you spit is your prison
I been here making raw and never asked to be lauded
Run the Jewels is the answer, question is "what's poppin'?"