Luyện nghe bài hát Mightier Than the Sword

I'm spittin' with the
To your soul through and denim
I kill every opponent with the message that I 'em
And I 'em, with no heart-beatin', the lungs breathin'
Their last thought was questioning the they believe in
Forcing me to start kickin' mental arts
Piercing they hearts, with all metaphorical darts
Make use of this verbal abuse and call a
'Cause the verse worse, and works quick as a noose
Stop frontin', you wantin' my to stop running
Some assault, but the thoughts kept comin'
The man who tried, well, he died in his sleep
I can't believe I was saying put him 6 feet deep
Diagnosed with an overload to his brain
I guess the truth I told him, must have drove him insane
Any rough @.$@., can the trigger, but I'm bigger
The lyrics make you sick quicker than liquor
So go blast your gun, I'm gonna be the one who'll be victory
all is said and done son

Now I'm battling my
chords and metaphors
Lord knows the pen's mightier than the
Armed my thoughts and the almighty force
For sure the mightier than the sword
Destroy the flesh, but the will endure
Of the pen's mightier than the sword

So blow me up with a bomb, move on and go beyond
Like the son, and carry on
I'm forever green, I'm what you seen before
What you thought was raw was far hardcore
I'm alive on a disc, I never miss, I always hit
Assuring I'll forever
Three times as as Cannibis is
Now they classes, calling it The Borial-Analysis
I the mic as if I'm never gonna pass it
When I spit the and eternal to the masses
Enthusiastic, opposite of
Just recorded this shit, and already classic
Man on a mission, my position
With no war paints, just poetic

Now I'm my wars
chords and metaphors
Lord knows the pen's mightier the sword
Armed with my thoughts and the force
For sure the mightier than the sword
Destroy the flesh, but the will endure
Of course the mightier than the sword

Combat, physical contact, you're under attack
Gettin' bashed, smashed, slashed, and
With the sharp tongue, piercin' your ear
It's fearsome, your gun son, I ain't even got one
I'm what I say, and saying what I mean
words that cut clean from a poet supreme
I flip tha Tai-Chi Chuan, droppin' bombs
blood from Lebanon like Kahlil Gibran
I in the hills outside the city walls
Behind closed doors the infinite source
While you're dwellin' in hood, inhaling the smog
I'll be in the woods, puffin' logs to God
Uninvolved with ya'll, I'm all far from afar
Loungin' on a mountain top, the stars

Now I'm my wars
With and metaphors
Lord knows the pen's than the sword
Armed with my and the almighty force
For the pen's mightier than the sword
the flesh, but the core will endure
Of course the pen's than the sword

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