Luyện nghe bài hát Mizzizy Gets Bizzy

(Tech N9ne)
I the angel of rap, say pack yo
Look at the mic, n turn brick bloods n crips to clips/
The is cool, we bout to make the plates shift/
floatin ya open, n Mizzery is on Tech, I Pac a flips/
You ready for demons through your homes/
Is you got the stomach for domes?/
me on, I'm in'a zone/
Medusa looked at us n "wassup?!"/
The Midwest staired and plus now that bitchs stick as kcuf/
Gimmie foe foe, gimmie that nine millimete gun bust/
I'mma get em with a flow, a little bitta Mo/
I'm Micheal, a psycho approach/
I rage most, rollin the sage coach, givin the KO/
Swollen pockets, but robbin on Roe
I'm krooga, if you hurt my love I'm breakin out the scary rooga/
When I get ta thats my free Larry Hoova, maneuva/
a rappa Yakuza, whacker than any/
You loose'a, rap or refuse'a, ac'a emmy/
so vest, we got yo checks/
Who yo flexs? You heethan/
Thinkin'a gettin richer, receivin taco
The the flow-a the bigger the kill/
The the foe foe, the bigga the pack'a niggas runnin down the hill/
Rogue rule, we told yall foo's/
Now its time to kill, haters chill, n peel the lyrical Denadryl/
I can not, and shall not, and not fall!/
The of Rue Paul/
The Rogue Dogg bus'in yall!/