Luyện nghe bài hát MicroHard

locka...

Shit, it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy
and enter the internals of the inner me
The art of gone, and heart of stone, and own's enemy

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

It is what it ain't to these, disease
of automatons deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at speeds
Distorting your genes, 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 fiend for the future at my finger
One of the technicalities of my head trips

You Work

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

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

It's automatic, battle star galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)

What good is a call on the phone if you can't
And you it hard to breathe
Paralyzed by my essence, mere I put forth
Inherently record all souls of expressions
Evil as evil does, better than was
A spirit of that once was, born out of the pool of your love
Baby I'm an with a flow 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 protecting
I'm a brother you can over zealous
And I lust and thrust out my and wet
the motherfuckin' rains get jealous

You Gotta

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

Don't Stop,

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

It's automatic, static battle star

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)

I am the melody, the metaphoric
The pre-meaning before it, for war shit
Their only a graphic, the sky's computer blue
is a moral malfunction, what will the machine do to you
They maliciously the mass
Niggas sleep rap and they surprise you last
when you sell them your they supply you cash
But you can die for all care, with your expendable ass
Because they know a new nigga, a brand new
Will jump right in them tap even if his feet bigger
Ain't shit sweet nigga, it's deeper than the nigga
You and I just a virus they gonna nigga
Some people say go on and join what you can't nigga
I won't take the mark so I can't eat
if I'm talking to ya, (AH!)
I'll walk through ya
'Cause I want the motherfucker that did to ya

It's automatic, battle star galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)

Our comrade is considered by many as a modern day Neo
And opposing forces known as agents like him dead for what he know
He is The One, at least that's who say he is
He can free the mind of a machine and give God to an
But he's a daydreamer, it's all in his
Still music has become the Matrix
and the rhythm is in the red pill
So I chose it knowing I can return once I'm gone
And I hope you got message
be waiting by the phone

It's automatic, static battle galactic

It's the upgraded, complicated,

It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic

It's the psychotic, mean melodic,

(repeat)