Luyện nghe bài hát Map Your Psyche

I did record before you
And sure of course it was a tour de
Now you can afford a
Go to the awards
Get some tour
Do all of warped things
Get a
a horde of whores
Snort more
Leave a horrid
You're so corporate endorsed that when I a chorus
You said you the grand corpus
no ifs, ands, or buts
To listen to derivative of this art-fag
I need to be in arms of a barf bag
Using a bland lab kit
No fan's hands go sky-high for that shit
It's too
I'll put my bad on your happy shoes

Rude:
Derivative of creative
Uninhibited in no fashion
Indicative of an mic-smashing
the title class of the fiercest survivalist
Paralyzing
Magnetizing catalyst
Out of a
A platoon would form and how did it
Sprouting alfalfa poison mushrooms out of the grass
Boys to men of vast network of allies
That were sent to the rally point for the joint
Henchmen with a friendship
Based on surviving a lynching
those striving against them
Rise to any
Spread through width, area, and circumference
It's a heavy load to lift but I was known to quit nothing
I use a dolly, pulley, lever, conveyer
On the assembly line where all of the steel
I weld a chopper
Tap on a chakra to get 'em back in
And mail a document to tell 'em retreat back over the border for his aura's sake
To make more, innovate, and record a great
For our cipher out for the Driver
I'm a
As of an actor as Mekhi Phifer's a rhymer

Busdriver and Abstract
We've your psyche
We what you do before you do
Packaged it and sold it to who feeds off the style

Khule:
You couldn't break my with an axe
Take you time, make it fat, shit, take it back
Mad when you kick that
wack raps, where the real writers at?
Over here, over there, everywhere I peep
Follow the elite, every style that I
Beat a nigga when I bound to a beat
Microphone's parts they found in the street
'em up, dust, kick it up, time to rip it up
Having fun with my tongue, when I'm done, it up
Time to how I penetrate
Hot incinerate, like a dinner date
It's a twist I missed, what part of the game is this?
the losers go and the winners wait
To take the beginner's place, keep my placed on how to win the race
If they'd run, I would never
Hit 'em the boom because they set up base
This ain't but this the west's Chainsaw Leather Face
Keep the golden mic in a case
When battle time, I'm a set a pace
Every line that you find, already mine
When you rhyme, man, what a
You would think I'd busted a nut in every hip-hop slut because there's too many
And of y'all cats is finicky
So y'all quickly change to
Blowing up in the industry so they remember me in memory for original chops
So you better give spiritual props to lyrical pops
Speed seeds, I delivered a
Busdriver, Khule, and Ab Rude
A few emcees on the prowl
They get beat up every time they want to eat up and try to up on my style