Luyện nghe bài hát Rapid Eye Movement

It's not latin, or white, or music
It's that cooked up coke, crack
Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
It's that lucid eye movement

My think tank's like a piranha think, multiple bites figure
Mega, reality, tera,
Theft Auto, modern day Mickey and Mallory Small
But I'm sick enough to into an art gallery and piss on a Picasso
Crack statues, rub my on her face, shit on it, and throw it at you
So when the intensifies
I emotionally desensitized
Like, I slapped a rapper with mace
Then I spit acid in his face, he rinsed his eyes, no wait
I actually grew five times my grabbed
Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper him
Now that's sacrilegious activism
is for battle, and practical rap with wisdom
Actually, it's pragmatic capitalism for
that crack under and collapse when I get 'em
Monch is medicinal man made marijuana
With a phase plasma rifle like I'm for Sarah Conner
And shorty's got brains, shorty not
I'm 40 blocks I'm a killa with 40 range
With an arrangement of that I've arranged
Encrypted in scriptures specific names
shall remain anonymous
Me and the ammunition's in a relationship that's
It's like I'm married to the
Until I for divorce and release my ex-calibers
Do art with arteries, place that for my adversaries
Put your snap cap back, cap your capillaries like

not latin, or white, or black music
It's that cooked up coke, music
Black and Pharoahe, the rap duet
It's lucid rapid eye movement

Vocally twice as magnifying as ever hearing scream
Through a megaphone with the significance of Dr.

Cause I'm to see man united without referencing UK soccer teams
My philosophy prophecy, the opposite of Mephistopheles I isosceles
to Earth to warn of environmental atrocities, and nobody can copy me
Stop, it's not possible but probable that it's only mockery, strange
Change to gold, switch properties, bang!
on top of the globe, flip monopolies, aim
Take stock in the soul, spit

Take in the soul, spit properly
That clip on my hip sits awkwardly
I'm diabolical, triggers that I cock and squeeze
Sending shots to ancient to pop Socrates
I bear arms button-downs without the sleeves
depressive and possessive like apostrophes
My psychiatrist waive the fees
When I the pistol and say listen quick, watchin' me so I can breathe
Association for the Advancement
Of drugs for performance
And it's tough taking so chances
But I've been a bad seed from the womb, they call me cancer
And I got an ugly heart, I'm totally handsome
And I take the love of your and hold her for ransom
And my tactical cam that stood for any national anthems
Was hood, I am the answer
And I'll it
Black attire, fire, rapid eye movement
I'm a species that is higher, I am not human
Extraterrestrial alien, a monster killer of conscience
In a barrel of
Ex-Slave sadomasochist that gave the of my ass to kiss
A dyin' breed, I'm the of this
Black is as miraculous as Jesus of
When I vocalize the crowd like Lazarus
the Rhode Scholar, my cold collar piss off Peter
Your hoes holla, on top of the bars
a Mr. Globe Trotter in my Adidas
Pure cheetah, hoppin' out of this exotic European 4
Hollerin' cheeba cheeba I'm Pharcyde
Killin' is the side
Villain, I'm God, I'm
Sometimes I'm Bob put blood on these tracks, for real
So, you'll feel what I'm spillin'
Yeah, I quit, I'm still syndicatin' up
Me and Pharoahe Monch, here for the benefit of us
This is straight razor behavior, I never get
Get the picture, my militia ignorant as fuck

Yea, suicide murder
Straight from the underground the fiber optics
Pharoahe, Black Thought, the cypher
The movement

It's not latin, or white, or music
that cooked up coke, crack music
Black and Pharoahe, the rap duet
that lucid rapid eye movement