Luyện nghe bài hát Loose Cannon

(Intro): listen, as if you were sober and intelligent
And not a drink-sodden, wreck

I got medical surgeons my urine
'Cause my shock got me pissin' electrical currents and it's burnin'
My pen is workin' overtime, so you go rewind, till you finally know the rhyme, run home and the line
'Bolic terrifies like al-Qaeda
And rockets like I'm inside the cockpit of a stealth fighter
I compel writers to excel the fact my deal at Viper was like a cell at Riker's
My mic line through midian defines
of the time I'm livin' in, like the Prime Meridian
So why sign and get me in a game where
gonna murder Cain for his personal gain
When I can brainstorm a hurricane of purple
Till it floods the Earth's terrain and bursts in
The same person remains, but my changed
And it's worth the pain of hearin y'all curse my (Fuck you)

We let them hands go, we put our down
We a damn, no, we give out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
'Cause we can land those, don't even stand

I'm sittin on the I'm lethal
I'm afraid i might on people
box, might put you in a box
If you want it, we can it pop quick like "blaow"

I got half a million catchin' feelings
'Cause I'm mass appealin' like the Sistine ceiling, and the
time y'all prayed Jesus comes
I was hearin' demons in tongues
"Rob the preacher's son"
Too much Rican rum keeps me tipsy
I'm tryin' to keep my like eatin' lithium, so
(What?) the final edit I can inspire
to get the fuck up like Simon said it, I got a
Street accepted line of credit
With more props for spittin' than pyrotechnics, and I
Don't gotta drive a 6'5" Alexis for my CD to drop on more blocks than you die in Tetris
Just as I expected, get my poetic justice
When the cats who run the are leavin' on a set of crutches
When lay screamin' (Help me!) in the general public
'Cause the metal on their gun and backfired when it busted

We let them hands go, we put our down
We give a damn, no, we out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
'Cause we can land those, don't even close

I'm sittin on the edge I'm
I'm afraid i flex on people
Might box, put you in a box
If you it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow"

I never claimed to be a gangsta, but I don't fire
I'm just known for sayin' crazier than Tyra Banks, but
Celebrity leave us mentally scarred
So I came to save the game like a card, 'cause
Enemy squads pretend to be hard,
their mic booths are surrounded by penitentiary bars, and
Whenever they rhyme, they get federally
They're the Mafia and thieves wherever they are
I don 't believe them, it simply isn't feasible to heat yo
Can cease a wolf from turnin' you sheep to wool, I'm a
Loose with Duran's hands of stone
I leave foreman right in the heart to stand alone
It's cancer-prone DNA strands were cloned
And gene spliced with victims from Ground landin' zone
But I'm no hero, I'm a bastard my parents boned,
Had a one-night stand and Pops answer the phone
fight till I'm jammin' bones with my knuckles breakin'
So fuck yo mother, punch yo motherfuckin' face in
I'll punch yo in to make a motherfuckin' statement
That I love the underground, I up in my mother's basement

We let them hands go, we put our down
We give a damn, no, we out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
'Cause we can land those, don't even stand

I'm sittin on the I'm lethal
I'm afraid i might flex on
Might box, put you in a box
If you it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow"