Luyện nghe bài hát Language Arts

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

2x: Q-Unique]
Training,
Focus,
Meditate,
Skill,
patterns
Have a seat and your part
You must learn to accept
"Check my arts"

[Verse Q-Unique]
(Ha ha ha ha ha..)
We meet again Choy
I will now take you down with the six of b-boy
There is no way you'll overcome my turning techniques
or take out my pen-fist punchlines, your beginner are too weak
My fat cap burner go over your toy throw-ups
You a lot of guts, I'm even suprised you showed 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 right of legend
In a kombat with mortals I play the of Lui Kang
you like Manderan slang and balance out the hip-hop like Yin Yang
Chasing 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 whose fight felt unskilled
Surrounded by a of records execs and got them killed
my own blood a lash out in a rage
My 'bo staff' is the microphone stand, my 'dojo' is the
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)