Luyện nghe bài hát Locked(diss track)

I launch offensives like
cause you done stuck ya head in a
Ignited a bonfire now watch it alive
Put up a or quick take flight
Like a D1 on a cold night with no sight
On a steep climb ending with a sea
What you see is what you get you you did expect
It aint no secret I'm more a worthy opponent
Sicker anybody you ever met
than anybody you'll meet
Sicker than you'll ever be now some spirit
you deplete like gas leak
They asked me to strip bitch down to its element
Now in in my and I'm hell bent
this bitch loves me like Mary Magdalene with the golden flask
She me a boner so good I think I might clone her
and get a groupie to resonate in every
Spark debates world all over a crooner
grail Booker T and Martin Luther
Guess you leaves you nude to my scrutiny exposed
But wanna turn this into a rap mutiny
I'm talking bout the essence not the name or the
What's ya merit I can you bar to bar
Head to head coz you aint at par my art
From start to end my anthem

ain't no diss track but ya'll should censor this
Y'all can the talk back, talk about who runs this shit
But ain't no petty will ever run this shit
Klaus The Menace locked it in a
And the key out of reach
I said it it's time to fling these fakes off the pitch
Cause ya none of ya shit makes it to my
It's a feat for the skilled off for the timid
Sealed off from the weaklings Too for the gimmicks,
Too slick for these wannabes, K.Jones and the of him
Jay A Lil Felly Shu Kid and the Drama
And these bikini Noti Flow Femi one,a bunch of fake femcees
I approach this to reproach and poach,
and to bits, Settle this shit,
tow ur boat to shore,playa ship
Get back in the fold, ya headed to a
Forgot the plot, out of sorts
I aint to take on Goliath
You aint faster or smarter sucasa?
All ya is clustered and flustered
Ya energy doesn't matter, im the
If you turn this game a circus
I ya flow, but fuck it,
ya hushes and hush it
Lyrically you on crutches,
get it twisted,God is speaking
It's ur fate I'm sealing, on making wishes
You'll never get to
Cause you close to hell
And now hell wants you

Brevity is the soul of wit so I
But I come short with spit when I roll with a verse
So don't you
I'm the maven with a knack for
a rat and I nail yep I said it
Once upon a time, in a solitary
We vouched for all of these
Now the territory
Your moment of is overdue
now make a name thanks to you,
And take off the payroll
niggas trying to be civil,
Nothing is gon you
I wont be courteous ,about your
I'm lethal I'm out doing
Hip-hop is integrity ,you the profundity
Depth and clarity Pop infested sanity
and still u burn with
take as a compliment
You act dumb and amplified
Now i leave you and stupefied
and ready to die
I'm on now