Luyện nghe bài hát Paragraph President

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

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

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

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

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

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As a special this evening
I have asked America's young poet
To his latest poem for us

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

Jones for the tones, roam with me, turn your on
Overall war just just got it goin' on
Overgrown child, never growin' old, so knows pokin' notes
the never nose ho' overdose

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

the Paragraph President
He's been sweeping the with a hard hitting campaign
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As a politician, he himself as a national harmonizer

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

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

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

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

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

An' it tempts me, that it does an' I'm glad it
When I flip, see, spatula 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