Luyện nghe bài hát Listen Up

Listen up, it, E-Rule's about to wreck it
?? ?? in more reverse I got the works when I it
unique wits ?? seek it
Diapharetic in the
than motion draws up kinetic, bein' combined with the vibe
Not a man'll transcribe, they tried
I jot down ?? indeed I rock the jam
know the program, identical to no man
When I get who is he my formula rhymes
In parallel lines in perfect, mics to circuit
Hark, it's it I'm on the brink of blowin' up, y'all
Examine however they fall with mics in flight
Graphic when I it, gab with forms of this sort
Words I with no but's and's or if's
on the reel, eventually the skill'll build
I bag a ?? of the ?? ism, ill and
When I feel I grow like shrubs over dubs buds
4-20 Team hits on the elements of green
What's the word? Travel more six-third
Niggas in mad words to build upon the scene for the bein'
Dips down to ? God, the catch
Knows I can't freak a sketch, got a panoramic
Plus I'm true, pull no stunts on the crew or you're
That's a fact, future knack flung by the
Hark to the God brung, listen up

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"Listen!"
"Listen up, lend me your ear, and stare.."
"Listen!"
"Listen up, lend me ear, stop 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 heard my
in my unit rip rhymes to flow fluent
Manifest my style
Be direct from the West I flare and dare chumps to test
Try and press, I ?? the stress, more or
Marvelous my drifts, I stride boroughs the fifth
I shift 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 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 supreme I get biz, you know the scene
That you quote, what I wrote, recaps responses
No nonsense, here it is in true confound
Swarms gettin warm due to lingo I give em
that, while you hark to my wis'
Checkin for the sound God and it is

Fresh in the to freak thought in writin' rhyme
Born and inclined, I'm jukin' no chimes, of the no-Times
I make a killin', talkin' willin' got the
All my and functions are modulations as I break trends
Meetin' ends with my ?? my God
Got the format, swore that, I wouldn't drop
Now I got props, you heard my chumpie, I slump
See punks are left back, I'm ill like Lefrak, when I
My tone slick drifts to fit, shit
thoughts emerge on a hit
You know this foul words you never
'Cause you know the butter
Got my shit down pat so my fat
Flow from the end of the tracks, rip it then max
I beez aloof to the punks, flowin' the and acts
I got the I'm warnin' ya the vibe be mad ill
Expade'in through the you're feelin', it's that appealin'
I'm reelin', aloof to kids 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 song and then I'm gone

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