Luyện nghe bài hát of Fury

I'm rated 'R', this is a warning, ya void
Poets are paranoid, DJ's
'Cause I back to attack others in spite
Strike like lightnin', quite frightenin'
But be afraid in the dark, in a park
Not a scream or a cry, or a bark, more a spark

Tremble like a alcoholic, muscles up
that, lighten up, you see a sight but
Suddenly you feel like you're in a flick
You grab heart and wish for tomorrow quick
Music's the clue, when I come your
Apocolypse Now, I'm done, ya gone

Haven't you ever heard of a
This is the penalty and I'm servin' a death wish
So come on, step to this idea for a lyrical professionist
the thirteenth, walking down Elm Street
You come in my realm ya get
This is off limits, so your are blurry
All ya see is the meters at a volume pumping of fury

Terror in the styles, never
Indeed I'm known you're
For those that oppose to be level or to this
I ain't a and this ain't the exorcist
than a nightmare, you don't have to sleep a wink
The pain's a every time ya think

Flashbacks interfere, ya to hear
The in your ear
Then the is hysterical
makes Eric go get a ax and chops the wack
Soon the lyrical is superior
of death remain

MC's decaying, they never stayed
The scene of a crime every at the show
The fiend of a on the mic that you know
It's one capable, breaks the unbreakable
Melodies unmakable, unecscapable
A horn if want the style I
I bless the child, the earth, the gods and bomb the

For those envy a MC it can be
Hazardous to health so be friendly
A matter of life and death, like a etch-a-sketch
'till your clear, make it disappear, make the next
After the ceremony, let the rhyme rest in
If not, my release

The scene is recreated, reincarnated, updated, I'm glad you it
you're about to see a disasterous sight
A performance never performed on a mic
of fury