Luyện nghe bài hát N.I.C.E.

Now its Chino
For the next three plus you gotta
Admit when Im rhymin' its nice, your is my piata
My word will astound
I make mom say wow ironically wow is the word mom upside down
Tryin' to separate from my bizarre persona
Like a cadaver tryin' to stab his own organ donor
I walked a kilometer, tried to be calm and not empty this liquid Molotov lava shot into yarmulke
Pardon my algorithm, stab a married coward laugh and Brad Childress slap his wisdom this isnt sadomasochism
Its a crass and dastardly diction
Have you tap out of
A beast like Batista the Puerto Rican
The script
With The Smith typewriter
the unabomber Ted wrote his manifesto on
better invest in its urban environment
Or get like them London riots
Im pissing on Arizona immigration laws of my vehicle
With Casey Anthonys severed head hanging my rear view
Im outta my mind that ancient the cellar evil
Being blind even Kellers favorite color was chino
Now its everything
I use a verse as a weapon word shreddin'
Sometimes living in giving the best view of heaven
Come witness my venomous Chino is deaths pet
Born without a heart created straight from Satans set
Will I ever be outshined, still to be seen
'Till Im in a museum with a "remains to be seen"
You watchin' a man thats standing at the
not a poor soul whos is softer than them Glee episodes
Youd think Im starvin' how hard Im charging the scenery how you figure that the Garden of Eden would be
Problem with a nigga I say it to they
steps to perfection I am a staircase
Pull Bill spine out
You figure Im a before you even get official word, Amy Winehouse
Mind of weaponry from the times of the Byzantines you metaphysically but Chinos metal physically
The epitome of infinity and validity of my divinity half animal only monster in captivity
Legitimately resurrect any from Sicily
He wont pattern or manage to match my mentally, Im N.I.C.E
Now its Chino
You could be this nice in your next or somethin'
Just die and follow the light thats white like that Oslo
You rhyme like a thats got whore ways
Laughters the best medicine so your records then should 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 evasive 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
laughter witch crafter, this bastard is mastered
Six pastors took masses to
The madness Monastic
like Pontius Pilates bandits given Jesus back and lashes
Latino when Chino do a show
Theyll be nobody hustlin' outside of your local Depot
Ridiculous flow inside of my raps
Greatness, a destination that you will not at, never
I hear the uncomfortable when I drop my verses
Its agreed on by churches that Im the idol you can
and hypnotical in public or in solitude
Im liable to stomp and boggle the human to molecules
Not with a vendetta
Just a mile ahead these non-spitters that are considered the fittest setters
like Lucifer was my
Til Im surrounded by every step of Bruce Jenner
significant even when I just speak and brag
My certificate is printed on a Puerto Rican flag