Luyện nghe bài hát Kick Off

[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"]
I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate your opponent by saying anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a from the crowd. So nothing's off limits
I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the swimming

1]
Before this kicks off, let me set my in this tees
'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these
There's not a redeeming at all in me
It's impossible, seems like an dream
Positive clean thoughts
But they're all either and mean
and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the scheme
Squashed in-between a machine
Like an regime, a jihadist extreme radical
Suicide bomber seeing
Ariana Grande sing her last song of the
And as the audience the damn concert is leaving
the device strapped to his abdominal region
I'm not finish that, for obvious reasons
But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em
I'm not Middle but I'll make a bitch Raqqa hijab
And at least a extra in the T-shirt
Headscarf and a piece of tarp the carpet, hasta la vista
I go on the beats to a paradox on the beach
And a pair of crotchless underwear on a terrorist list
Gettin' head in the like an embarrassed ostrich
Professional shit
Bitch watch who you talkin' to, Apple wristwear
Endangered species in this ABC shit a bit
Prey's decreasing, I extinction like disc players
Told this she's hot as Jada Pinkett
And stared 'til I made her think it
Said, "Maybe we should get married."
She's facing me, I placed my feet with my hips
Tell her, "Turn around," her legs for me, then I hit bare
Leave her stretched out like a T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I ripped her, anal beads in a split
Febreze in the chick's hair
Make her tryna get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared
And to me, and throw away the key
And be so afraid to leave
even if she ends up breaking free she'll just sit there
Tryin' to scrape up enough and strength to get up
It's like rapin' a slut
We butt-naked and fuck
You're close, for you, what?
My idea, you comin' too, waking you up
With smelling salts after I Quaalude cup
straighten you up if you try to stray like a pup
Hate to get bogged down in
But bitch, I'm like the dog pound with
My is corrupt, real life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a skank's neck 'til triangular
Shape but it's upside down, and my ain't gonna shut
And mention me in your raps if it makes you a
Or helps you in the duckets, I want payment in pub
'Cause I ain't tryna get in bars like I'm waiting the club
But if you put me in your lines, I'm a cut

2]
Get a million writers inside of a combined in it
Try to get every idea of possible line to spit
Every punchline, every that rhymes with it
Bitch, a whole team can't see me, no i's in it
Head so big, I shot myself ten in it
Tryna commit suicide in it, five minutes
And I this shit
Someone's gonna me, who?
Battle me and win, that's a fucking too
You name one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*,
You fantasy, rally your troops, try to the morale
time I start a movement's a bowel
I can't even a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the booth
Not a "nah" or a "boo"
'Cause though I'm allergic to the crap that you spew
When I'm to break out, I don't mean get a rash from it too
'Cause I say I have allergies, I actually do
But that's just an analogy, I've had a reaction to you

3]
Creature the Black Lagoon
I up and I smack the moon
You're grief struck that I'm back so
Your teacher for this
up with a pack of hoodlums
We pack a punch Capri Sun
Heat tucked like we snuck in a submachine gun
We stuck in a submarine bun, a bag of shrooms
Cup of up in the padded room
Justin Bieber in a school
Selling dust and reefer when your is to him
Don't adjust your
I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' when I'm at the zoo
Huffin' cleaner I gag from fumes
Christina with a plastic spoon
While I bump some G-Funk and some Snoop
'Cause her double are massive, huge!
It's fun for me just to a boob
my penis got an attitude
My Weiner's in a combative mood
Come and suck a one like it's mad at you
I speak tongue and cheek, you asslicks do
'Cause you love to eat butt, it's sad but

4]
I just a leak suddenly
What I think in my gut instinct in sync
My thoughts and my stomach up with each other
Ink touches the pad, boom!
Since the day Dre gave me beats, I was elite
That's basically what me me
stink, 'til these tats are fading ink
Who's the greatest? Think still debating, wink
ADD, and put out an APB
'Cause it'll take LAPD and me layin' in the
For you to see beat
And I'll bet ya need cleats
'Cause I'd have to be stomped by forty men to suffer a
I pray please Jesus to me decent
Inhaling the main ingredient of relievers, and saline
I take three Aleves, tryna break these fevers, I'm
I stay of divas and ladies screamin'
'Cause keep schemin' on me
Vading keepin' the at bay
Like Laci Peterson, fetuses
and feet have been weighted, chained in semen
It's straight wait!
Even if it takes meat cleavers to make
Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to deviant
Breakbeat, eat her like steak
Emcees take seats AMC theaters
ringleader, depraved king
Who mainstream hates
Which makes easier, still under scrutiny
smooth criminal, livin' room
With the nude Witherspoon
Who was bruised, beat a broom
It's in two pieces, and lays in it
Bit with a chewed leash, and his chain-link it
Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it
R-A-P the shit, still and I poop, pee it
It's a spillage, a sewage leak, deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, feel like renewed leases
my brain releases 'em

5]
Like waste excretion, it's
As I'm givin' these fools grief, they're the blues
'Cause if stealin' my shoes, thieves
Just to fill a huge feat
A hill and too steep
Obey these demons, we're still in
Keep feedin' me blank
As as I sink these teeth
And I'm killin' the leaf
Time to shake trees again
Wait, make phrase repeat again
Killin' the loose leaf, shake trees again
Get the rake, but it ain't me 'em

6]
Vicodins, new prints, I bite them and chew
The and the blues mixed with nitrus balloons
And I like to sniff gluesticks, put on toothpicks
On the mic I'm just ruthless, a crisis, a
Who I influence I two shits
If they wanna my music to entice with
use the shit like it's the blueprint for ISIS recruitment

7]
Excuse me I stare into space for a few
In a daze or haze, glazed over, crazed warp
Mental cased off, always had a straight-forward
But you bozos keep the flamethrower fuel
No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude
like a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it
And this has little to do with gay, boy
It's just where the wordplay's
But much I can say or do
'Cause ain't no excuse, the way I go at you
You say I'm always
So if I look your way, screwed
'Cause if looks could kill, I could a hate-war too
'Cause I'd murder you bitches by turnin' the gaze on you

8]
Let's it back before the tightly-worn pants
To the Nike, Jordan,
The Lee's, Jordache, and the white tees
Lightning storms might be fast
a frightening forecast!
But you're slightly hoarse, rasp
the cyphering or-gasp, but still reciting your raps
While you're tightening your grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always of your past
'Cause your heiny's sore,
'Cause you still haven't finished fuckin' your ass
From the night last
No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at
Fuck adulthood, I'm a brat
Where your cojones at? Mine are always being rode, in
They're frozen, you ever a cul-de-sac?
So big fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em back

9]
Dick so long, a shoulder-strap
For that, unroll it and fold it back
So difficult to in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it
So I pack a so fat, when I lay it flat it's like a yoga mat
Make a bitch think in aerobics class
The bear you don't wanna poke its
The of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus tracks
I appear, my peers stop
Hearts fall in their stomach, their spirits
Careers flop, gears lock, severe shock
at the mere thought
Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top
I'm in the sky when I
Bitch, I'm so fly I walk, my ears pop

Oh, and I'm just playin' ladies, you I love you
I got a idea for a