Luyện nghe bài hát Next Levels

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Yo, it's King Gheedra, with the forces of nine ether
Blowing and tweeters, shaking syllable meaning
Disaster's cataclysmic, mystic natural, it's time
We hit you with some substance that's

I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy, 2003
Ends the reign of the MC
No more roaming on this planet like
Sciences broke the of the Gregorian calendar

Define and space in time, trying to trace my lines
Hold up, the architect
Digital rollin', my whole crew with VS
Type to master this whole universe in three

We stretch across the equator with something
rhyme tones, tamper with ya time zone
Minds by the millions jus' for the feeling
Hip-hop, it just don't until I make a killing

Nah, I'm kidding, but for real, the world ain't the no more
your life to next level or remain no more
Take your life to level or remain no more
Word up, up

Well, I'm colliding with the mind of a
Surviving, the time brother
The high volume white high styling
Verge jocking the side, mirages

Conquer the vibe, lurks
Nine to five work saga, God bless the
Father trife, crawl for the light, pounding the globe on
Vocal pimpin', throat

So you how we go down yo
Struck from the ghetto yo, throw
the dough, live showbiz
The cannonball, weapon, men and

Four section, intelligence, balance
Benevolent, nettle medicine
tiger, dragon, craftmatic
Watch ya back, if, catch

Fascist through the atlas, first class status
Stagma flag, overstanding the
Bar skin, then a [unverified] watch timex clocks
[Unverified] punchless on the dot five

to rot
So we blew blocks,
old news how we do

I'm a one rhyme
For every time, I cross the line
Between and mine, see, it's part of my design, shifting paradigm
Yin and yang combined, be out ya mind

Thinking star never shine
duke, focus with a hawk's eye view
I'm all that, a plaintain, and some stew
Gettin' spine ache, British, ATL upon

Even avitronic figures be thumpin' off this verbal elixir
Magnetic attraction, raw, Jacksons
Straight open in the caption, comes the Hix and Braxton's
Lyrical contraction, reaction, it started with a passion

That's just the way it had been, raw with umbilical cords
A corpse, won't drop a curse, mustard hit this spouse?
with a needle, try to reach the people
Ya'll fiending for the sequel and the beat's not even

We have a to catch