Luyện nghe bài hát N.I.C.E.

Now its everything
For the three minutes plus you gotta
Admit when Im rhymin' its nice, your is my piata
My word play will
I your mom say wow ironically wow is the word mom upside down
Tryin' to separate from my bizarre persona
Like a rabid cadaver tryin' to stab his own organ
I walked a kilometer, tried to be calm and not empty this liquid Molotov lava into your yarmulke
Pardon my LAVA algorithm, 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 the Puerto Rican edition
The script
The Smith Corona typewriter
the unabomber Ted Kaczynski his manifesto on
America better invest in its urban
Or get demolished like them London
Im pissing on Arizona immigration outside of my vehicle
With Casey Anthonys severed head hanging from my rear
Im outta my mind ancient from the cellar evil
Being blind even Helen Kellers color was chino
Now its Chino
I use a as a murder weapon word shreddin'
Sometimes living in hells giving the best view of
Come witness my venomous Chino is deaths pet
Born without a heart straight from Satans chemistry set
Will I ever be outshined, still remains to be
'Till Im in a with a sign "remains to be seen"
You watchin' a man thats standing at the
not a poor soul whos flow is softer than them episodes
Youd think Im starvin' how hard Im the scenery beautifully 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 OReillys spine out
You figure Im a overdose before you even get word, Amy Winehouse
Mind of weaponry from the times of the Byzantines you talking metaphysically but Chinos metal
The epitome of infinity and validity of my divinity half animal only monster in captivity
Legitimately resurrect any gladiator from
He wont or manage to match my intensity mentally, Im N.I.C.E
Now its Chino
You could be this nice in your life or somethin'
Just die and follow the light thats white that Oslo gunman
You rhyme like a thats got whore ways
Laughters the best medicine so your then should cure AIDS
To quote my mom Im a thick-skinned son of a bitch Id walk through rose bushes for the thorns whenever I
Was captured and
And vanquished in an anguish
Faced embraced evasive hatred and made it my based
The horror the angry

spittin' sangre en tu
leave your head sliced on a platter
Maana manyaca I caca on your Floca rapper
Sick laughter witch crafter, this bastard is
Six pastors took to access
The madness violence
like Pontius Pilates bandits given Jesus whippings and lashes
Latino when Chino do a show
Theyll be nobody hustlin' outside of your local Home
Ridiculous perfected inside of my raps
Greatness, a that you will not arrive at, never
I hear the uncomfortable silence when I drop my
Its agreed on by churches that Im the you can worship
Brolic and hypnotical in or in solitude
Im liable to stomp and the human mind to molecules
Not bitter a vendetta
Just a mile ahead these non-spitters are considered the fittest trend setters
like was my babysitter
Til Im surrounded by step daughter of Bruce Jenner
Chino significant even when I speak and brag
My birth certificate is printed on a Rican flag