Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Trippin

Mic trippin, rock skipping
Off the local brooks, not
weight, throwin vocal hooks
Ryming off Apache, the Rza thee
Records from Home Alone kid known as latchkey
Break beat fanatic, deep in attics
Forty-fives marked up, looped with
Rap heavy, each link in my chain, trucks Chevy
Flare ripped the magic lair, of medley
But deadly I foward, with a sharp spear
He return now his flight departs here
Sittin Bull, I lay with my bow pulled
Arrow cos my enemy clip's full
Stay in the venue, the party promoters, life parolers
the crowd wild, 9 m&m holders
Apply boulders, smash your allied
Intimate footage off the cameraman's shoulder
Many-a-die for fame movin Leroy
Can't be one and the same, nah it b-boy
The decoy, this with high tech radar
Til my mic strike, leave a state-size
I came this with the writer's block
To a sudden shock, on a large flock
Clips are episode, invinciable armor
I blaze one, I struck the match off my bomber

this, til its EQ'ed like never
Watch a watt bang spot, raise the lever
Its operation cobra, its
Control the globe slowly, the soldier

My cut metal tapes, quick to break labelmates
Won't to negotiate your table stake
First lesson came the session, room one
From the longest awaited, but the made it
Complex, complicated, compressed
sub-title, Wu claw banga off the ocean shore
Kid jaw, cut the jig-saw
Intern engineer, vest on the
Make the mic booth bulletproof sparked wires
autofire, rapid from the verbalist slangster's gat
Two hit she labeled it gangstar rap
Unseen heard, struck the nerves
of some sort, got papers to serve
bang em in the head, just lead no eraser
One shot, no chaser, who replace her
You swingin your keys on your index
off your Rolex
Didnt see the joe text, you it on bolex
Smashed with the largest full finger name ringer,life