Luyện nghe bài hát Listen Up

Listen up, check it, about to wreck it
?? ?? in more reverse I got the works I freak it
unique wits ?? seek it
Diapharetic in the
More than draws up kinetic, bein' combined with the vibe
Not a man'll transcribe, they tried
I jot down ?? indeed I rock the jam
Chumps know the program, to no man
I get busy who is he my formula rhymes
In parallel lines in perfect, to short circuit
Hark, it's worth it I'm on the brink of blowin' up,
Examine however they fall 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, eventually the skill'll
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and
When I feel I grow like shrubs over dubs buds
Maybe Team hits on the elements of green
What's the word? Travel more than
Niggas in mad words to build upon the scene for the bein'
down to ? God, what's the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a view
Plus I'm true, pull no on the crew or you're through
That's a fact, future knack by the tongue
Hark to what the God brung, up

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

Flip I'm your click, mark my words - see you never knew
You boast 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 form and chumps to test
Try and press, I ?? the stress, or less
my drifts, I stride boroughs through the fifth
When I my zone, got melodic tone
I freak course the mic my resource so let me go on and check
Live and direct, to a technique, I freak mad mad mystique
When I speak, I peak, E-Rule's
Fly as well, spark a ?? blastin
are plastic, I'm drastic, ill like Romana
Diggin Afrodonna's in order, no game my name
Here it is E-Rule supreme I get biz, you know the
That you quote, check I wrote, recaps responses
No nonsense, here it is in true confound
Swarms gettin warm due to that I give em
that, while you hark to my wis'
Checkin for the sound God and it is

Fresh in the mind to freak thought in writin'
and inclined, I'm jukin' no chimes, Sign of the no-Times
I make a killin', willin' got the feelin'
All my and functions are modulations as I break trends
Meetin' ends my ?? my God sends
Got the format, many that, I wouldn't drop
Now I got props, you heard my chumpie, I never
See punks are left back, I'm ill like Lefrak, when I
My tone slick drifts to fit, shit
Darts emerge on a hit
You know this words you never utter
'Cause you know the God's
Got my down pat so my sound's fat
Flow 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 feel you're feelin', it's that
Greenbacks I'm reelin', 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 is, after swarm is, enormous the wordin'
Of born is, showin' 'em all what warm is indeed
Harken as I
E-Rule the appraise 'em all
Got a next level song and then I'm

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