Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoners of War

I here before the forces of evil with a style
The God-gifted child
Bringin' forth the story of a lyrical
Blessed to manifest in the of the beholder

Words of never abuse the lines
They increase as I a phrase like a Uzi 9
the larynx, shot in repetition, words never heard before
But still the of rap will enable me to attack

From dawn to dusk for
Driven, I will give in to interrogation
The rank to me, the Pharoahe
'Cause every bro flows like a

Equipped to your soul with a poison-tip arrow
Any man a blindfold can be misled
But wise are the ones with the in the backs of the head
the key to unlock the door

Imagine a poet without form
are for sure as an attack
'Cause they to combat
For the of war

I drop, and causin' damage equivalent
To a hydrogen bomb, raidin' like
A poetical in Vietnam, poetry
Releasin' deadly gasses, bodies

As stalk past the fatal acid
As a rebel of rap, I stop, the Luger
As I with the caution as I verbally counter attack
Striking like a mad sniper I'm the type of

Hyperactive viper to away the enemy with no remedy
'Cause I'm the epitome so try to get rid of me
You, little itty-bitty, automatic, you're killin' me
'Cause I'm a glock 9 that will your mind

Distortin' it, shorten your
As the rhyme intertwine the sign of the times
Don't sleep 'cause I creep attackin' the side
That is blind, I gotta be hard to the core
And I walk as a of war

Wake up to the of an erratic rap
Rejuvenator of rhyme, that sort of come
Poetical medical for the cerebellum
I divert 'em and flirt 'em, insert 'em I repel 'em

A breakdown, shakedown
Fifty-two, pick-up a stick-up so get on the facedown
The ammo to the people steppin'
open the vault because I'm like a verbal assault weapon

I'm mathematical,
the wack, take rap to the maximum
You're out, you're hung out when you heard the style
That I brung out of faint, air must come out my

Where I my tongue out in the atmosphere
Take a good look at what's here
On the microphone, I'm
Pickin' 'em, stickin' 'em up, breakin' 'em, 'em up and bashin'

The dictator, the aviator of antonym
All to prepare for the guillotine
go express, expert, extreme
Be up to par wisdom and intellect

Detaching one's directly from one's neck
Still I've illing and drilling your brain
Like a villain I came in the darkness to spark the literature for
When I for the prisoners of war

There is strength in my mentalbolism, brains to
Upon info, knowledge, data, aspects
Affects my future environment, so in the
I drop science to suit ya, uproot ya, ya down

Verbally attackin' from the ground up to shoot ya
Lurkin' through the shadows of darkness, shots
The spark the trees releasin' lyrical ammo
While I in the flash of my stature

Mentally cease MC's, be surrounded I capture
And lines are crushed, bumrushed
And plus your officials are corrupted
'Cause they're down us, poetical rebels on a rampage

Of wrecked dialects, lyric projects
Heat is scopin' you my infrared twenty-twenty
Scope steppin' upon base that's when the
Organized Konfusion massacre with a blast

Never will an intruder
'Cause they never ever last
'Cause the task is termination
Poetry and the Pharoahe starts as the