Luyện nghe bài hát Mic-nificent

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

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

Drain your dry rip out your heart bitch
I write using your blood for my ink cartridges
Paleoanthropologists, polish the
Of artist after I dip in my hydrochloric waters

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

I'll pray on them, I'll on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate warning
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 I'll regulate without warning
I'll pray on them, I'll spray on
First nigga to violate I'll 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 yourself a question, can the rhyme?
Is a fuckin' porcupine half
No time to 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 their hand
Standin' out on the corner of
a confederate flag for a headband

God dam eggplants, gettin' me vexed man
I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav
And I can't seem to get away 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 played trumpets, to warn you I was comin'
one billion ways to die, and I already tried
Nine-hundred million hundred 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 steady
That nigga is still in his prime, bust a rhyme

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

Club dodge, I wrecked that limelight, cursed
Envy, I murdered that club Soho, heard of that
Wetlands, it up cheaters, decided 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 stabbed and shot there
Speed, I it down the tunnel, they 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, yeah I be there Caribbean city, deep there
lounge, they be some real emcees there