Luyện nghe bài hát Mic-nificent

Yo, on chrome, sittin' on low pro 20 inch Firestones
Grippin' the road the wickedest flow, 'bis is a pro
I zigzag throughout sly
and decelerate in and out the cones

Poisonous poems travel Walkman headphones
your dome, osteoporosis your bones
Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two
Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and your throat

Drain your carcass dry rip out your heart
I write rhymes using your blood for my ink
Paleoanthropologists, polish the
Of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric

Canibus, the seams burstin', perfect
Everyday the earth spins I verses
My soul as a verbalist, is to make my words twist
And like letters when they're in cursive

pray on them, I'll spray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without
pray on them, I'll spray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate warning

I'll on them, I'll spray on them
First nigga to violate I'll without warning
I'll pray on them, I'll spray on
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without

Yo, yo, I'm faster than leopards runnin' the vast desert
In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to delicatessen
With thirty to eat 'em, forty minutes to digest 'em
And fifty minutes for it to pass through my

So ask yourself a question, can the rhyme?
Is a fuckin' porcupine half
No time to make up mind, you wanna run or die?
Clip you while running by, trip you up from behind my rhymes

Confuse like somebody try to gang-bang
a blue shirt and red pants
Throwin' up signs with left hand
Standin' out on the corner of
a confederate flag for a headband

God dam eggplants, niggas gettin' me man
'Cause I'm surrounded by garbage Fred Sav
And I can't seem to get from it
I dreamed that I stabbed Leviathan the stomach, and ate from it

In my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the before that
I played trumpets, to warn you that I was
There's one billion to die, and I already tried
million nine hundred and ninety nine

When I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred balls flying
Striking you one at a time, in a line
Why the art of is steady dyin'
That canibus is still in his prime, bust a rhyme

I'll on them, I'll spray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without
I'll pray on them, I'll on them
First to violate I'll regulate without warning

pray on them, I'll spray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without
I'll pray on them, I'll on them
First nigga to I'll regulate without warning

Club dodge, I that limelight, cursed that
Envy, I murdered club Soho, never heard of that
Wetlands, dried it up cheaters, to club, fired up
for a chicken to tie up

Club New York, I heard it's hot there beats be there
Too many niggaz be gettin' and shot there
Speed, I slowed it down the tunnel, hold it down
Home of the underground, why they always close it

Century club, the hot house of blues, I rocked it
One twelve ATL, the dirty south bomb shit
Synagogue, I be there Caribbean city, roll deep there
lounge, they be some real emcees there