Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Talking from Detroit 101]
Heh, see, a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my man
and now tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.
You think I see that.

I know you heard of me never but I forever
Impatient mental without health care
Detroit street-educated off the welfare
Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head
The government want me to thinkin'
and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome
Bustin' like raps on microphones
Now if you wanna talk to crooks
Come to Detroit and bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa
3 feet of snow and killas still Dayton's
Oh my god, it's
I want a different color mink for everyday of the week
Homey, speak on me
I'm the one and only gift the poetry

Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry,
Oh...the wicked shit, the wicked shit, you

That's all, it, these niggaz talkin' shit
That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never
I'm heated, put on Skittles and make you eat it
And when he come up they be like
'He did it, E did it'
I gives a fuck, I gives a
Get buck, get like a chicken get pluck
These niggaz in my city on a nut what
Never been to a party get shot up
Shot, shot, up
Never been to a party didn't get up
Didn't get up

Mental telepathy tellin' me I need
I blew my cranium brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, that's gain
When it rain on the in the fast lane
is ya br