Luyện nghe bài hát Missing Teeth

[ 1: Slug ]
I dictate most MC's lactate
Can't wait for me to smack ( ?greats? ) and fuck em till my breaks
They stand still with a little bit of
Drippin off the middle of lips tryin to light a cigarette
And I'ma watch em all choke on my
Took apart, shook up they heart, they on it
And I promise, if you could from this monster
You'd quick tryin to on my divide and conquer
Some gotta die 'fore the dumb
Not everyone can fly, most don't wings
Keep takin a nap, wear a for a cap
Or get the fuck off the lap before you everything
I spit shrapnel while the babble
Slice deep, pull, peel, and let the unravel
here to scrape off a layer of your make-up
So we can see a bitch is really made of

[ 2: Brother Ali ]
I step off in your hoola-hoop cypher with my all aglow
tall enough to make your half moon whole
You don't need to get duct-taped to the flo'
Cause I don't your shit is flavor - the rats do, though
You and little bitch buddies think you're Thelma & Louise
you got a drum machine and you (throw jealous to the breeze)
You need to a fuckin legend when he breathes
'fore you get a K-Swiss logo embedded in knees
the body-body, rock the consciousness
Stagger the imagination, box your
The paradime, you stepped the line
And I you why the masterminds have got a fuckin axe to grind
magician like David Blaine with these songs
Crip-walkin through your mental corridor with metal on
got the weed smoke, Ant got the beats broke
And your fuckin might grow back, but your teeth won't

(You look pretty funny tryin to eat corn on a cob with no fuckin teeth)