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 reaction from the crowd. So off limits
I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the pool

1]
Before kicks off, let me set my balls in this tees
'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these
There's not a quality at all in me
It's impossible, seems an implausible dream
clean thoughts intervene
But they're all either and mean
Assault and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the
Squashed in-between a machine
Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist radical
Suicide that's seeing
Ariana Grande sing her song of the evening
And as the audience from the damn is leaving
the device strapped to his abdominal region
I'm not gonna finish that, for obvious
But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em
I'm not Middle Eastern but make a bitch Raqqa hijab
And at least a large in the T-shirt
and a piece of tarp underneath the carpet, hasta la vista
I go Hamas on the to a paradox on the beach
And a pair of crotchless underwear on a watch list
Gettin' in the sand like an embarrassed ostrich
shit sprayer
Bitch watch who you to, like Apple wristwear
Endangered species in this ABC shit a bit
Prey's decreasing, I face like disc players
Told this chick she's hot as Jada
And just stared 'til I made her it
Said, "Maybe we should get married."
She's facing me, I placed my feet with my hips
Tell her, "Turn around," spread her legs for me, I hit bare
Leave her stretched out like a T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I ripped her, anal beads in a split
Spray Febreze in the chick's
her wheeze tryna get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I have a scared
And chained to me, and throw the key
And be so afraid to leave
That even if she ends up breaking free she'll just sit
to scrape up enough courage and strength to get up
It's impossible like a slut
We stay and fuck
You're close, wait for you,
My idea, you too, it's waking you up
With salts after I Quaalude your cup
That'll straighten you up if you try to stray a pup
to get bogged down in details
But bitch, I'm like the dog with females
My is corrupt, real life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a neck 'til it's triangular
Shape but upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut
And me in your raps if it makes you a buck
Or helps you rake in the duckets, I want in pub
'Cause I ain't tryna get in your like I'm waiting the club
But if you put me in your lines, I'm a cut

2]
Get a million writers of a room combined in it
Try to get every idea of every possible to spit
Every punchline, combination that rhymes with it
Bitch, a team can't see me, there's no i's in it
so big, I shot myself ten times in it
Tryna suicide in it, took five minutes
And I this shit
gonna challenge me, who?
Battle me and win, that's a fucking too
You one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, reality
You fantasy, rally your troops, try to boost the
Only I start a movement's a bowel
I even give a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the booth
Not a "nah" or a "boo"
'Cause even though I'm allergic to the crap that you
When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't mean get a rash it too
'Cause when I say I allergies, I actually do
But that's an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you

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

4]
I just sprung a suddenly
What I in my gut instinct become in sync
My thoughts and my link up with each other
Ink touches the pad, boom!
Since the day Dre gave me beats, I was elite
That's basically makes me me
stink, 'til these tats are fading ink
Who's the greatest? we're still debating, wink
ADD, and put out an APB
'Cause it'll take and me layin' in the street
For you to see Shady
And I'll bet ya they'd need
'Cause I'd to be stomped by forty men to suffer a defeat
I pray please Jesus to me decent
Inhaling the main ingredient of pain relievers, and
I take three Aleves, tryna break fevers, I'm ailing
I free of divas and ladies screamin'
'Cause they keep on me
Vading the women at bay
Like Peterson, baby fetuses
and feet have been weighted, chained in semen
It's demon—and wait!
Even if it takes cleavers to make believers
schemes are enablin' me to remain deviant
Breakbeat, eat her like steak
Emcees take like AMC theaters
ringleader, depraved king
Who mainstream hates
Which makes things easier, under scrutiny
Villainous smooth criminal, room
With the Reese Witherspoon
Who was bruised, beat with a
It's in two pieces, and lays in it
Bit with a leash, and his chain-link leapin' 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 leak, waste deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, feel like renewed leases
'Cause my releases 'em

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

6]
Vicodins, new prints, I them and chew them
The whites and the blues with nitrus balloons
And I like to gluesticks, put Ricin 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
Then use the shit like it's the blueprint for ISIS

7]
Excuse me while I stare space for a few
In a or haze, glazed over, crazed warp loon
Mental cased off, always had a straight-forward
But you bozos keep the flamethrower fuel
No one's ever sank lower, shrewd, and way more
Beast-mode like a lawn-mower rolled thru it
And this has little to do with gay, boy
It's just where the goin'
But much I can say or do
'Cause no excuse, the way I go at you {censored}
You say I'm screw-faced
So if I look your way, screwed
if looks could kill, I could start a hate-war too
'Cause I'd you straight bitches by turnin' the gaze on you

8]
Let's take it before the tightly-worn pants
To the Nike, Jordan,
The Lee's, Jordache, and the white tees
Lightning storms be formed fast
a frightening forecast!
But when you're slightly hoarse,
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 heiny's sore, that's
'Cause you still haven't fuckin' wiping your ass
From the before 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 rode, in fact:
They're frozen, you ever seen a
So big fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em back

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

Oh, and I'm playin' ladies, you know I love you
I got a for a line