Luyện nghe bài hát Listen Up

Listen up, check it, about to wreck it
?? ?? in reverse I got the works when I freak it
Disarm unique ?? seek it
Diapharetic in the
More than motion draws up kinetic, bein' with the vibe
Not a man'll transcribe, they tried
I jot ?? indeed I rock the whole jam
Chumps know the program, to no man
I get busy who is he my formula rhymes
In lines in perfect, mics to short circuit
Hark, it's it I'm on the brink of blowin' up, y'all
Examine hits however they with mics in flight
Graphic when I grabs it, gab with forms of sort
I comports with no but's and's or if's
Laid on the reel, the skill'll build
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and
When I feel I grow like shrubs over dubs buds
Maybe 4-20 Team hits on the elements of
What's the word? Travel more than
in mad words to build upon the scene for the time bein'
Dips to ? God, what's the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a panoramic
Plus I'm true, pull no stunts on the or you're through
That's a fact, knack flung by the tongue
to what the God brung, listen up

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"Listen!"
"Listen up, lend me ear, stop and stare.."
"Listen!"
"Listen up, me your ear, stop and stare.."
"Listen!"
"Listen up, lend me ear, stop and stare.."
"Listen!"

Flip I'm baggin' your click, my words - see you never knew
You wouldn't at all if you had heard my skills
Secluded in my unit rip rhymes to flow
Manifest my Flatlands
Be direct from the West I flare and dare chumps to test
Try and press, I ?? the stress, or less
Marvelous my drifts, I stride boroughs through the
When I shift my zone, got tone
Flows I freak course the mic my resource so let me go on and
Live and direct, to wreck a technique, I mad mad mystique
When I speak, I peak, E-Rule's
Fly as well, spark like a ??
Punks are plastic, I'm drastic, ill like
Diggin Afrodonna's in order, no game retain my
Here it is E-Rule I get biz, you know the scene
That you quote, what I wrote, recaps responses
No nonsense, here it is in true mannerism
Swarms gettin warm due to that I give em
that, while you hark to my wis'
Checkin for the God and there it is

Fresh in the mind to freak in writin' rhyme
Born and inclined, I'm jukin' no chimes, of the no-Times
I a killin', talkin' willin' got the feelin'
All my skill and functions are modulations as I break
Meetin' ends with my ?? my God
Got the format, many swore that, I drop
Now I got props, you heard my chumpie, I slump
See punks are back, I'm ill like Lefrak, when I kick
My slick drifts to fit, manifestin'' shit
Darts emerge on a hit
You know foul words you never utter
'Cause you know the butter
Got my shit pat so my sound's fat
from the end of the pound tracks, rip it then max
I aloof to the punks, flowin' the gimmicks and acts
I got the formula I'm warnin' ya the be mad ill
Expade'in through the you're feelin', it's that appealin'
Greenbacks I'm reelin', aloof to who be stealin'
I ?? ?? not a punk or
I'm magnanimous, I grow like canibus, never
When I unfold, the next man don't plan to bust gold
My form is, after swarm is, enormous the
Of born is, showin' 'em all what warm is indeed
as I proceed
E-Rule the wise 'em all
Got a next level and then I'm gone

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