Luyện nghe bài hát Mic-nificent

Yo, sittin' on chrome, sittin' on low pro 20 inch
the road with the wickedest flow, 'bis is a pro
I throughout sly loam
Accelerate and decelerate in and out the

Poisonous poems travel Walkman headphones
Into your dome, osteoporosis your
Who's the nicest nigga you know in the two triple-O
Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your

Drain your carcass dry rip out your heart
I write using your blood for my ink cartridges
Paleoanthropologists, the bones
Of rapper artist after I dip in my waters

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

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

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

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

So ask a question, can the canibus rhyme?
Is a porcupine half swine?
No to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?
Clip you while you're running by, trip you up behind my rhymes

niggas like somebody try to gang-bang
Wearin' a blue and red pants
Throwin' up signs with left hand
Standin' out on the of wetlands
With a flag for a headband

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

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

When I aim and fire my rhymes, a hundred cannon balls flying
Striking you one at a time, in a parallel
Why the art of emceein' is dyin'
That nigga is still in his prime, bust a rhyme

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

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

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

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

Century club, the hot shit house of blues, I it
One twelve ATL, that's the dirty south shit
Synagogue, yeah I be Caribbean city, roll deep there
Lyricist lounge, they be some emcees there