Luyện nghe bài hát Reanimation

It's the gift,
Here to your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh
rap verbally pimp, uh-huh
Lace another rhythm with my
The gift,

the chief, uh-huh
Tearing up the drum and heat, uh-huh
Block shock, thunderous beats,
on your local ghetto street corner
The chief,

Eyes in my mind, signs in my rhymes
Lines are inclined shine, in my shrine
Warring time, mortifying, flying lines
Borderline Einstein, horrifying

Ordered like slaughter fights for the
to strike, pouring like water might, I
Smoke like a of that northern light hype
Swerving off a nitro quarter pint

Saw the bright light, rappers caught a
Bona fide nice ice, type
like Border Heights, what a sight, yipes
Showing how to hold a mic right

Photo light images might bite
stripes, word to Spike, build a vice is
Photo volt light, hold the funk inside
Glowing like solar kites, sho ya right

the gift, uh-huh
Here to your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh
Mack rap pimp, uh-huh
Lace rhythm with my signature
The gift,

the chief, uh-huh
Tearing up the drum and bringing heat,
shock, thunderous beats, uh-huh
Blazing on your local street corner
The chief,

Beats to the rhythm, raps in the day
Feast on adrenaline, the way
I'm the verbal going after my prey
Running for the highest mountain yelling out, "Mayday"

G-A-B, the great of the way they
Be all on sacred scepter jocking, like a
Soccer ball, kick 'em all, 'em in the Bay say
Fatter your nigga Albert yelling, "Hey, hey, hey"

Putting on apprentices like did Ray J
Shutting down your like 15-80K day
If you ain't you'll be all up in a melee
G-A-B'll bring the richness of the sun into gray day

your AK, put it in a little tray
Lay it underneath the surface of the earth and let it way
Out of sight and so you can focus on your time in climbing
Rhyming, hey that beat like grime and be my pay day

It's the gift,
to give your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh
Mack rap pimp, uh-huh
Lace rhythm with my signature
The gift,

the chief, uh-huh
Tearing up the and bringing heat, uh-huh
Block shock, thunderous beats,
on your local ghetto street corner
The chief,

Slick-slippery, quick these, shift physically
with a kick kicking me
Hickory dickory, are sick of me
Zen trickery, get the gist, wizardry

Split-lickety, spit it be lit
Like this, me, it is a secret
pretend to be kin to the gift
I'm mentally the wisdom of centuries

Wit, go on like a centipede's
Rappers want flames, man, I injure shrimps
Skew 'em on the barb' some hickory chips
I'm a level than the intermediate

Rappers, I don't care about gender, descent
Background, police records, history,
Unpaid evictions, penalties sent
Merciless in battle enemies bent, it's the gift

the gift, uh-huh
Here to give your mortal a lift, uh-huh
Mack rap verbally pimp,
Lace rhythm with my signature
The gift,

It's the chief,
Tearing up the and bringing heat, uh-huh
Block shock, beats, uh-huh
Blazing on your ghetto street corner
The chief,