Luyện nghe bài hát Language Arts

[Verse Q-Unique]
Enter the bragin, Q-Leechan from the of hip-hop
Do bodily damage like a combination
Teacher Sifu Herc and Sensei
Since I've studied just to drop the kata bomb
With Jeet Kune flow, way of the rhyme
Battle to the last breath or till my adversary
I've trained in weapons, mic chucks and spinning vinyl
The drunk munk breathing aerosol I'm a krylon wino
Unorthodox traditional I may condone it
bow but never take your eyes off your opponent
Square off as I mentally in my rap stance
Defeat is a Buddah opportunity that's a fat chance
You the white belt and flow slow like Tai Chi
I'm like Freddie Fox(xx) possessed by the dragon, y'all won't me
Your kicks don't move me, and seem to have no flavor left
So I drop the flow and have them all pray for death
Train till the sample's done. with weight like Samo Hung
No need to handle guns, watch and see me this mammal run
At the end of it all, I'll retire
Live by the mountain side and write a book of Rings for you to read it

[Chorus 2x:
Training,
Focus,
Meditate,
Skill,
Broken
Have a seat and play your
You must learn to defeat
"Check my arts"

[Verse Two:
(Ha ha ha ha ha..)
We again young Choy
I will now take you with the six steps of b-boy
There is no way you'll overcome my turning techniques
or take out my punchlines, your beginner styles are too weak
My fat cap burner go over your toy throw-ups
You have a lot of guts, I'm even suprised you up
but still.. we'll write fight to the first strike or rhyme to the very end
And if I am to die, my students will take the revenge
Direct with Grandmaster number seven
Push past and catch a blast from my fist of legend
In a kombat mortals I play the part of Lui Kang
Confuse you like Manderan slang and balance out the hip-hop like Yin
fallen rap monks till they run far
Have me resort to instincts like Hung Gar and Flung a ninja star
Aimed at the head of an A&R white belt whose felt unskilled
Surrounded by a class of execs and got them killed
Taste my own blood a out in a rage
My 'bo staff' is the microphone stand, my 'dojo' is the
the year of the Q, mark that on your calendar
A double clap at the end of the battle means bring on the challenger

(Chorus 4x)