Luyện nghe bài hát Paragraph President

Paragraph paralyzer, rhythmic
Mister Rap, it's the gift of gab about to your caps
Swift the fist so fast, 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, or purple, I'm the diplomat
Rip your raps, really, you get the math
Just to have grief, rhymer, I was meant to rap into that

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

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

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

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As a special treat this
I have asked America's foremost poet
To read his poem for us

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A rammin', ya the goat's horns slammin' ya?
Ham it up, every single time 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 an' I'm glad it does
I flip, see, spatula style's stackin' up
Many big threes rappers are, never up
Passin' up, passenger, is it black enough?

Spectacular, now you who's attackin' ya
Crackin' up, mashin' ya top mind

I'm the President