Luyện nghe bài hát Making A Murderer

Outer space the place I'm parkin' in
My marketin', when you see the sky
Rhyme artisan from the crew that's
Hi a 5th grader you're not smarter than
Alpha & Omega you betas I march than
Batteries, y'all ain't included, not a part of it
I just a flight to France to cop cardigans
At
I'm that Buju Banton
And I'm trying to get it on 'til I die
Am I wrong if I'm living like the don't apply?
music out of nothing, know that boy's bonafide
It's disturbing a murderer enjoys homicide
Talented Mr. squad, beyond qualified
Multiplying the dollar sign, the grind is it's Palestine
My sidekick came from
That fly shit came from Laurent
Surprise, bitch! I never a false moment in time
Riddle me, what kind of omen am I? You know the slogan is
I said a weapon should be to fire
the ghetto Beethoven replied, the ninth wonder maker
Thunder breaker send these to the undertaker
My pen smoking like a rude boy Jamaica
While I'm erasing every fuckboy the face of the Earth
up, boys? It's time for you to get your weight up
Yo, I probably began in the Valley
In places by Rand McNally
Took a trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more rings than John Salley
on par with Salvador Dali
I traveled to Tijuana to the federali
Who packing avocado toast like Mario
I'm an ocean without a coast, going to Cali nigga
Name some other body who as ill
Frequently I see the drama call me B. Demille
Not a chink up in the armor though I'm lethally for
been telling me recently, "Tariq, you need to chill!"
Well picture that, the diplomat pistol aristocrats
Any rapper coming for me, I'mma send a missile
Not too many legends got a that's this intact
That equipment I'm grippin where the ammunition at
Soul Makossa like I'm Dibango
Wild as the Democratic Republic of the
I'm S. Thompson doing it gonzo
A rapper winds up as a Doe, I told niggas
Sixty seconds to shine I fold niggas
I must be out of my mind with it, diggers
Here come the for the quadricentennial
I'm a non-millenial I rep is the old niggas

Let's at the crossroads of torsos
And some things only the Lord knows
the law, it's the only law now, no one knows
Got in the oven but no DiGiornos
We all got but no pornos
We growing corn but got cornrows
We playing greens but we be spending it
Lifespan is short, try it
If you into reading, I'm recommending it
I'm reading Carter G. when I'm in the woods
When the money's cut off, then we barter
A lot of is cowards that ran out of fatherhood
Should we kill them or let 'em
I don't fuck no suckers, I never did
Mi amore, if you a
If I ever go to war the kids I do it for
I eat emcees can send me a few of yours
And by a few I way more than two
You can that by twenty and tell 'em to come through
And watch them get like African drums do
Also, I probably lessons to Sun Tzu
Lyrically I'm Bruce Lee of Kung Fu
Rhyming with Black assessing the black thought
I told you I'm conscious but bitch we'll clap off
I'mma be the one they hold in a rap off
I ain't too tight, nigga I snap off
Or I snap on
When I go for the rhyme my nigga the on
I'm Hannibal on an elephant, but elegant
Given you heaven sent
Light a joint, I've been places you've never
If I my eyes, I could die then get wise
Read my life a script, I'm getting it revised
Used to keep the joint right up in the Levi's
I'm the tenth wonder I told to ask 9th
I'm the other Thought, the last air bender
Avatar ghost, the one who could time
The one who could rhymes, the one who could bend flows
Repping for all niggas, little you know
We the ones who made making of a
Fuck and you could be in making of a murderer
Ghost!