Luyện nghe bài hát Language Arts

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

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

[Verse Two:
(Ha ha ha ha ha..)
We meet young Choy
I will now take you down with the six steps of
is no way you'll overcome my 1200 turning techniques
or take out my pen-fist punchlines, your styles are too weak
My fat cap burner kicks'll go over toy throw-ups
You have a lot of guts, I'm even suprised you up
but still.. we'll write fight to the strike or rhyme battle to the very end
And if I am to die, my loyal will take the revenge
Direct confrontation with Grandmaster seven
Push past and catch a blast from my right of legend
In a kombat with mortals I play the part of Lui
Confuse you like Manderan slang and balance out the like Yin Yang
Chasing rap monks till they run far
Have me to animal instincts like Hung Gar and Flung a ninja star
Aimed at the of an A&R white belt whose fight felt unskilled
by a class of records execs and got them killed
Taste my own blood a out in a rage
My 'bo is the microphone stand, my 'dojo' is the stage
It's the year of the Q, mark that on your
A double clap at the end of the battle means bring on the next

(Chorus 4x)