Luyện nghe bài hát N.I.C.E.

Now its everything
For the next three plus you gotta
Admit when Im its nice, your heart is my piata
My word will astound
I make your mom say wow wow is the word mom upside down
Tryin' to separate myself from my persona
Like a rabid cadaver tryin' to stab his own donor
I walked a kilometer, tried to be calm and not empty this liquid Molotov lava shot into yarmulke
Pardon my LAVA algorithm, a married coward laugh and Brad Childress slap his wisdom this isnt sadomasochism
Its a crass addiction and diction
you tap out of submission
A beast like Batista the Puerto Rican
The phenomenon
The Smith Corona typewriter
the Ted Kaczynski wrote his manifesto on
America better invest in its environment
Or get like them London riots
Im pissing on Arizona immigration laws outside of my
With Casey Anthonys severed head from my rear view
Im my mind that ancient from the cellar evil
Being blind even Helen Kellers favorite was chino
Now its Chino
I use a as a murder weapon word shreddin'
Sometimes living in hells giving the best of heaven
Come witness my threat Chino is deaths pet
Born without a heart created from Satans chemistry set
Will I be outshined, still remains to be seen
'Till Im in a with a sign "remains to be seen"
You watchin' a man standing at the crossroads
not a poor soul whos flow is softer than them Glee
Youd think Im starvin' how hard Im charging the scenery beautifully how you that the Garden of Eden would be
Problem with a nigga I say it to they
Fuck steps to perfection I am a
Pull Bill spine out
You figure Im a overdose before you get official word, Amy Winehouse
Mind of weaponry from the of the Byzantines you talking metaphysically but Chinos metal physically
The epitome of infinity and validity of my divinity half animal activity only in captivity
Legitimately any gladiator from Sicily
He wont pattern or to match my intensity mentally, Im N.I.C.E
Now its Chino
You could be this nice in your next life or
Just die and follow the light thats white that Oslo gunman
You rhyme like a woman thats got whore
Laughters the best medicine so your records then cure AIDS
To quote my mom Im a thick-skinned son of a Id walk through rose bushes for the thorns whenever I itched
Was captured and
And vanquished in an ancient
Faced embraced hatred and made it my based language
The carver the angry

spittin' sangre en tu
your head sliced on a silver platter
Maana manyaca I caca on your favorite Floca
Sick laughter witch crafter, bastard is mastered
Six pastors took to access
The madness Monastic
Pontius Pilates bandits given Jesus back whippings and lashes
Viva when Chino do a show
Theyll be nobody hustlin' outside of your local Depot
Ridiculous flow perfected of my raps
Greatness, a destination you will not arrive at, never
I hear the silence when I drop my verses
Its on by churches that Im the idol you can worship
Brolic and hypnotical in or in solitude
Im to stomp and boggle the human mind to molecules
Not bitter with a
Just a mile ahead non-spitters that are considered the fittest trend setters
Lucifer was my babysitter
Til Im surrounded by every step daughter of Bruce
Chino significant even when I speak and brag
My certificate is printed on a Puerto Rican flag