Luyện nghe bài hát Paragraph President

Paragraph paralyzer, aristocrat
Mister Rap, the gift of gab about to twist your caps
the fist so fast, fury worry, hit the switch ya ass
It's an' bits an' fragments, so midget, this diss ya ass

Sit ya ass down, while I rip the tracks an' the facts
Hit the grass, green, brown or purple, I'm the
Rip raps, really, you don't get the math
Just to have grief, only rhymer, I was meant to rap that

Fire breathin', rhyme heathen, kidnap your mental
Hijack your fly dap or con your intellect
Mind state, arrow blast, center crack, gaps
from their eyes back, send ya back cryin' act up

Pencil pad, my utensil, grab attention
Get hit so bad with Jiu Jitsu stabs, I you
An' if you rap, I'ma you back rappin' in a tavern
If you mad, kid, just too bad

'em it's the Paragraph President
An' it's official, you can hear the cheer up
Paragraph
I want to you all for attending my inaugural ball

President
As a treat this evening
I have America's foremost young poet
To read his poem for us

Hit you the funk, it's like, "Who cut the provolone?"
Government put taps on my mobile phones
overthrown, hold my own on my zone
Prone to your dome blown, poem after poem, homes

Jones for the tones, roam me, turn your motor on
Overall this war just just got it on
Overgrown child, never old, so when knows pokin' notes
'Til the never nose ho'

On my flows those flows goes
your nose, bros knows foes, yo, don't sleep, slow your role
Show my soul, total hold, domination, ya know?
Under comet like Muhammad with the robodome

It's the President
He's been the nation with a hard hitting campaign
President
As a politician, he regards as a national harmonizer

President
And so Mister President we you to do something
the deplorable state of our nation

I allegiance to the pen an' the pad
An' the mic an' [Incomprehensible] of
An' to the Republic, my ass
An' thugs fakin', actin' hard to get this killer beef to me
I for all

Leave your city like Gomorrah
Stamina, blaze up space, plus I got it on camera
An' I'm a animator, landin' a
Blow, cleanin' clocks, left for the janitor

through your granite, a goodwill ambassador
From another planet, I could kill an' ya up
An' it won't an' I can't stop, 'Predator'
Can an' it does, had enough, amateur?

A rammin', ya the goat's horns slammin' ya?
Ham it up, every time that I stand in a
Crowd of emcees, up, when I'm actin' up
On a frenzy, ya yellin', "That's enough"

An' it tempts me, that it does an' I'm it does
When I flip, see, style's stackin' up
Many big threes rappers are, never up
up, ride passenger, is it black enough?

Spectacular, now you know who's ya
up, mashin' ya top mind capturer

I'm the President