Luyện nghe bài hát Listen Up

Listen up, it, E-Rule's about to wreck it
?? ?? in more reverse I got the works 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, though tried
I jot down ?? indeed I rock the jam
know the program, identical to no man
When I get busy who is he my rhymes
In parallel lines in perfect, mics to short
Hark, it's worth it I'm on the brink of blowin' up,
Examine hits however they with mics in flight
Graphic when I grabs it, gab with of this sort
Words I comports with no and's or if's
Laid on the reel, eventually the skill'll
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and
When I feel I like shrubs over dubs indulgin' buds
Maybe 4-20 hits on the elements of green
What's the word? more than six-third
Niggas in mad words to build upon the scene for the time
Dips down to ? God, the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a panoramic
Plus I'm true, no stunts on the crew or you're through
That's a fact, future knack by the tongue
Hark to the God brung, listen up

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

I'm baggin' your click, mark my words - see you never knew
You boast at all if you had heard my skills
Secluded in my rip rhymes to flow fluent
Manifest my Flatlands
Be direct the West I flare form and dare chumps to test
Try and press, I ?? the stress, or less
Marvelous my drifts, I stride boroughs the fifth
When I my zone, got melodic tone
Flows I freak course the mic my resource so let me go on and
Live and direct, to wreck a technique, I freak mad mad
When I speak, I peak, unique
Fly as well, like a ?? blastin
Punks are plastic, I'm drastic, ill like
Diggin Afrodonna's in order, no game my name
Here it is supreme I get biz, you know the scene
That you quote, check what I wrote, recaps
No nonsense, here it is in true mannerism
Swarms gettin warm due to lingo that I em
Like that, while you to my wis'
Checkin for the God and there it is

Fresh in the mind to freak thought in writin'
Born and inclined, I'm jukin' no chimes, of the no-Times
I make a killin', talkin' willin' got the
All my skill and functions are modulations as I trends
ends with my ?? my God sends
Got the format, many swore that, I 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 to fit, manifestin'' shit
thoughts emerge on a hit
You know this foul words you never
'Cause you the God's butter
Got my shit pat so my sound's fat
from the end of the pound tracks, rip it then max
I beez aloof to the punks, flowin' the 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', to kids who be stealin'
I ?? ?? not a or servile
I'm magnanimous, I grow like canibus, animous
When I unfold, hope the next man don't plan to bust
My form is, after is, enormous the wordin'
Of born is, showin' 'em all what gettin' warm is
as I proceed
E-Rule the appraise 'em all
Got a next level song and then I'm

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