Luyện nghe bài hát Reading My Eyes (xero 1997 Demo)

[Verse 1- Mike
The microphone molester, undresser
Stupid dope fresh type shit
Top Gun miramar
The leave an Emcee
The skill tester, the flex, the
The make funner, the make runner
summer cold with rhymes I spit
And kick gift to lifted wit
I be the prophet; my hands, top it, it
Fly like rocky when I it
Lock it down with perverse verse
Every f**kin curse a burst of
crowds, physical fitness rhymes
Cokeheads couldn't do my
I'm decorated like Christmas
My rocks;
Emcees become silhouettes in

[Chorus- Wakefield]
Reading my eyes will say it in ways
Losing my pride will save it in many

[Verse 2- Shinoda]
Hit the dirt, 'cause the I spit
do more than just rip your shirt
I'll bitch-slap your soul, contact the track
You're coming at me and hack it though
So ridiculous, watching my crew get sick this
Wickedness, this, lyrical viciousness
Of and cliques, made of men and mistresses
This is my the twilight and the fight night
And trying to see nothing but the when I write
These on horizons, die for my song, cry rhymes in Krylon
Fire on, move men
Esoterically with clarity
Feel my verities, of heresy
And sever every emcee I see with

- Mark Wakefield]
Reading my eyes will say it in many
Losing my pride will save it in many

[Bridge- Mark
Why not... I came... Why not... what I came...

Why not give me what I to deserve?
Why not give me I came to believe?
Why not give me I came to deserve?
Why not me what I came to believe?

[Chorus- Mark
Reading my eyes say it in many ways
Losing my will save it in many days