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

[Verse 1- Shinoda]
The microphone molester, undresser
Stupid dope fresh type resurrector
Top Gun Best-of-the-bester
The an Emcee peace-in-rester
The tester, the flex, the gunner
The make funner, the adversary make
Make summer cold with I spit
And kick gift to delinquent wit
I be the prophet; my hands, top it, it
Fly like when I rock it
Lock it down with perverse verse
Every f**kin curse a burst of
Move crowds, physical rhymes
Cokeheads couldn't do my
I'm decorated Christmas pines
My battalion
Emcees silhouettes in shock

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

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

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

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

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

Mark Wakefield]
Reading my will say it in many ways
Losing my pride save it in many days