Luyện nghe bài hát MicroHard

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Shit, behold it is me, it is the of extraterrestrial energy
and enter the internals of the inner me
The art of gone, and heart of stone, and worst enemy

Intellect shapeshifta, God's gift a slippa
Hone in on clones and blow them out of my
International Fanatical, the radical movements
are congruent to it

It is what it ain't to these, infected
Thought of deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at speeds
your genes, aborting your dreams
As as it seems

Aiyyo,

I could scream, I can't seem to long enough to dream
It's life on a laser
But I for the future at my finger tips
One of the minor technicalities of my head

You Better

The Barea Soul terror, been told since of old
Come on go and then I'll show how to beat down a rhyme
And a tempo
Hold on tight, but let yourself go

This is I'm talking about
Should I begin to spit it like the wind
Show my power take flight and quickly
Like a bird my wings to the pulse of nature
spiritual devils while evoking the maker
Is it for me to curse in the name of right
Is it for me to spit life into this mic
That's all I'm asking
How come the new brings fright
Something approaches tonight

It's automatic, static battle star

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, panic, bass mechanic

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)

What is a call on the phone if you can't speak
And you find it to breathe
by my essence, mere presence I put forth
Inherently legends all souls of expressions
Evil as does, better than good was
A of music that once was, born out of the pool of your love
Baby I'm an agent with a that's so contagious
And all and all true patience, my brotha Lo told me makes for
while you feeling bound by this
That's why when it comes to mine
I'm a you can call over zealous
And I and thrust out my staff and wet
Till the motherfuckin' rains get

You Work

It's not coincidental I use my soul for a to outline the rhyme
connects machine and a mind
Until the end of time the one my kind, the message will now be
spoken, rules are to be broken, therefore it's my pleasure to mentor
But once learned you learn you must yearn to discern
The mechanical glitch of artificial
But the consequence of your ignorance is the reality I now see me:
"maybe in we'll see"

Don't Stop,

The degree you'll see will 'cause casualty when the download
The truth will unfold uphold the end
'Cause our destiny will be to win, you're still free to sin

It's automatic, static battle galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, panic, bass mechanic

It's the psychotic, melodic, nod-narcotic

(repeat)

I am the melody, the prehistoric
The before it, preparing for war shit
Their god's a graphic, the sky's computer blue
There is a moral malfunction, what will the do to you
They maliciously monopolize the
Niggas sleep rap and fuck surprise you last
when you sell them your soul they you cash
But you can die for all they care, with your ass
Because they know a new nigga, a brand new
Will jump right in them tap shoes if his feet bigger
Ain't shit nigga, it's deeper than the street nigga
You and I just a virus they gonna delete
people say go on and join what you can't beat nigga
I take the mark so I can't eat nigga
Holla if I'm to ya, (AH!)
I'll walk through ya
'Cause I want the motherfucker did this to ya

It's automatic, static battle galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic

It's the psychotic, melodic, nod-narcotic

(repeat)

Our comrade is considered by many as a modern day Neo
And forces known as agents will like him dead for what he know
He is The One, at that's who Morpheus say he is
He can free the mind of a and give God to an atheist
But he's a daydreamer, it's all in his
Still today's music has become the
and the rhythm is in the red pill
So I chose it I can never return once I'm gone
And I hope you got message
I'll be waiting by the

automatic, static battle star galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)