Luyện nghe bài hát Making A Murderer

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

Let's meet at the of torsos
And some things only the Lord knows
the law, it's the only law now, no one knows
Got pies in the but no DiGiornos
We all got but no pornos
We ain't growing but got cornrows
We ain't playing 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, we barter goods
A lot of niggas is cowards ran out of fatherhood
Should we kill or let 'em live?
I don't with no suckers, I never did
Mi amore, if you a
If I ever go to war it's the I do it for
I eat they can send me a few of yours
And by a few I way more than two
You can times that by twenty and 'em to come through
And watch them get beat like drums do
Also, I probably lessons to Sun Tzu
Lyrically I'm Bruce Lee of Kung Fu
with Black Thought assessing the black thought
I you that I'm conscious but bitch we'll clap off
be the one that they hold in a rap off
I wrapped too tight, nigga I snap off
Or I snap on
When I go for the rhyme my nigga the on
I'm on an elephant, animal but elegant
Given you heaven sent
Light a joint, I've been you've never been
If I close my eyes, I could die then get
Read my like a script, I'm getting it revised
to keep the beat joint right up in the Levi's
I'm the tenth wonder I told to ask 9th
I'm the Black Thought, the last air bender
Avatar ghost, the one who could bend
The one who could bend rhymes, the one who could flows
Repping for all niggas, nigga you know
We the ones who made of a murderer
around and you could be in making of a murderer
Ghost!