Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphore Warfare

I'm like batman, I'm man, I swing my boomerang
stetsons heads on catch attention
Grab retired mc's their
suspension, switch a button
Head runs like an should I mention
Brain excites few grand donation - ovation
Brain ignites like
Dieseloil, slick to be coil,
Spittin' rhymes like a
Mccoy all, all who try to soil
My ground, path, space, even my
The clone - the one who rocks his mouth proud, soon a syphon
Laxative, crap the shit, hyperactive for the
Baby mc's be clean here's the towel
Diaper, 'cos I'm plus I'm the babysit
What time is it - time to kid - my wit, you bit
My funky cuckoo - runs outta your ass kid - shit
scents, whack mc's' fragrance
Heap of waste, jams

Take a pick, take a style if you
'Cos I'm prepared for warfare

Stunner to the crumb-bun, I'm a plumber
Pull yo brainplug, down the lump
Tumor, bummer, diseased cells make you
Infect humor, call my number
- the man - wit pepjam, medicine, anacin
Vitamin -
bacteria, you can't skill 'em
Local rapeteria for
- nil and - timekillin'
For caterpillarin' - my rap caters like
Rap insects eggs to propagate
To a butterfly to flaunt beauty
fully detailed, all surrogate for
Your lyrics, but you forgot to the booty
I'm not sting like a bee on gerry cooney
Hocus pocus - to pick the one to whose bogus i
Focus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your like locust
Mentis - hench this - you like and cabbage
The ambitions so nutritious so me beast or savage
Your style is poor, hard to score, against the
You got beef ready plus be on a metaphore

Take a pick, take a if you dare
'Cos I'm prepared for warfare