Luyện nghe bài hát Reanimation

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

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

Eyes in my mind, pulse signs in my
Lines are shine, dine in my shrine
Warring time, mortifying, sauna lines
Einstein, horrifying times

Ordered like fights for the fight-type
to strike, pouring like water might, I
Smoke like a sack of that northern hype
Swerving off a ice-cold quarter pint

Saw the bright light, caught a night-night
fide nice ice, Dolomite type
Sorta like Border Heights, what a sight,
Showing how to hold a mic right

light images Yoda might bite
Soldier-like stripes, word to Spike, build a is
Photo bright 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
rap verbally pimp, uh-huh
Lace rhythm with my signature
The gift,

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

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

G-A-B, the great annihilator of the way
Be all on scepter jocking, like a Pele
Soccer ball, 'em all, drop 'em in the Bay say
than your nigga Albert yelling, "Hey, hey, hey"

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

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

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

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

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

Split-lickety, it could be lit
Like this, me, it is a secret
Emcees to be kin to the gift
I'm shitting the wisdom of centuries

Wit, go on a centipede's length
Rappers want flames, man, I injure these
Skew 'em on the barb' with some hickory
I'm a higher than the intermediate

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

It's the gift,
Here to give your mortal mind a lift,
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, beats, uh-huh
Blazing on your local ghetto corner
The chief,