Luyện nghe bài hát Listen Up

Listen up, check it, E-Rule's to wreck it
?? ?? in more I got the works when I freak it
Disarm unique wits ?? it
Diapharetic in the
More than motion up kinetic, bein' combined with the vibe
Not a man'll transcribe, though tried
I jot down ?? indeed I the whole jam
Chumps the program, identical to no man
When I get who is he my formula rhymes
In parallel in perfect, mics to short circuit
Hark, it's worth it I'm on the brink of blowin' up,
Examine hits however they fall with in flight
Graphic when I grabs it, gab with forms of this
Words I comports with no but's and's or
Laid on the reel, eventually the build
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and
I feel I grow like shrubs over dubs indulgin' buds
Maybe 4-20 Team on the elements of green
What's the word? Travel more than
Niggas in mad words to build upon the scene for the time
down to ? God, what's the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a view
Plus I'm true, pull no stunts on the crew or through
a fact, future knack flung by the tongue
Hark to what the God brung, up

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

Flip I'm baggin' click, mark my words - see you never knew
You wouldn't boast at all if you had my skills
Secluded in my unit rip rhymes to fluent
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 through the fifth
I shift my zone, got melodic tone
Flows I freak course the mic my so let me go on and check
Live and direct, to wreck a technique, I freak mad mad
When I speak, I peak, E-Rule's
Fly as well, like a ?? blastin
Punks are plastic, I'm drastic, ill Romana
Diggin Afrodonna's in order, no game retain my
Here it is supreme I get biz, you know the scene
That you quote, check what I wrote, responses
No nonsense, here it is in confound mannerism
Swarms gettin due to lingo that I give em
Like that, you hark to my wis'
Checkin for the sound God and it is

Fresh in the mind to freak in writin' rhyme
Born and inclined, I'm no chimes, Sign of the no-Times
I make a killin', willin' got the feelin'
All my skill and functions are modulations as I break
Meetin' ends my ?? my God sends
Got the format, many that, I wouldn't drop
Now I got props, you heard my chumpie, I slump
See are left back, I'm ill like Lefrak, when I kick
My tone slick drifts to fit, manifestin''
thoughts emerge on a hit
You this foul words you never utter
'Cause you know the God's
Got my shit pat so my sound's fat
Flow the end of the pound tracks, rip it then max
I beez to the punks, flowin' the gimmicks and acts
I got the formula I'm warnin' ya the be mad ill
Expade'in through the feel feelin', it's that appealin'
I'm reelin', aloof to kids who be stealin'
I ?? ?? not a or servile
I'm magnanimous, I like canibus, never animous
I unfold, hope the next man don't plan to bust gold
My form is, after is, enormous the wordin'
Of born is, showin' 'em all gettin' warm is indeed
as I proceed
E-Rule the appraise 'em all
Got a next level song and I'm gone

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