Luyện nghe bài hát MRAZ

[Verse 1:
What the bloodclot? Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne
a splash of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Poppa
Little dash of Nasty Nas, top it off with Bob
Throw 'em all in a and I'm what the fuck you get
And imagine like a figment
I'm a walking enigma
you never figure
I am Randy Savage on acid
That's vibrant and classic
A walking disaster hazard to any
That's rappin, we the underground
But globally feel us cause we restoring the feeling
This spit voodoo yes
I am that mass appealing, I'm feeling up on her
She all my children (Ha!)
Rack in my mouth made of gold
I'm sucking the areolas my nigga the best of
entendre
And if auctioning niggas then I'm the top product
What am I saying they used to our forefathers
Where is my shit I can't find it
Like looking for remote control after smoking
How is he so niggerish yet so
It can't be possible he everything he rhymin'
I feel we entered the game at remarkable timing

Juice]
Broke niggas only make niggas
I made more than I can fit in this quote
Quote nigga, we the nigga
Flatbush muthafucka, we the hope nigga
Hope Nigga, Nigga
Flatbush Zombie we the hope nigga
Hope Nigga, Nigga
Flatbush Zombie we the hope nigga

[Verse 2:
I assemble so I can reap the benefits
And I see my nemesis but I'm working on my penmanship
I counted many blessings, stressing women, nothing of winning
If I'm talking shit, shit man I'm only
Sitting on the sphere, is spinning, persevere
2012 is still a different kind of fear
material and I ain't talkin fashion
Believe in you want cause no one knows to seem what happens
Ya
Since I smoked the cohiba, I'm
Zombies be competition, six feet deep your people
Only illegal amounts of the get you in a bind
I already got your heart, I wanna fuck your mind
But I came, developed my name, the author oughta slap you hard
I never the acid, bruh I'm trippy as fuck
Because I'd rather knock it instead of picking you up
So cut the ash through the diamond, my hair wrapped up like a shaman

[Verse 3:
Cruising the street, ain't got a 6-4
Just a heart full of pride, a mouth full of
baby mama knocking at my front do'
She want my (income), I'd rather get my (dick sucked)
I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty don't me
on, Fonzirelli, piss on women, R. Kelly
Smashing bitches in the telly, passing swishers rolled up me
Trippy is as trippy does, me smoking potent cuz
visions of Mason Betha coming back
Spitting crack, how we living under Satan
and hating, this ain't rap
I call it food for the
your craving, Na-not for paparazzi the most
Incredible dope, feta, the revenue
Never federal, gotta stay 'head of the revenue
Love my medical hating disguised as friends
I see the lies, wannabes, G's
A-P-C's, I'm a G-O-D
Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y
It's y'all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please
I got the scoop, that about a bitch
Take a with the microphone ripper, grave digger
Hairy black ball nigga - sicker your average
dank, fucking hoes on the kitchen sank
What you