Luyện nghe bài hát Reanimation

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

It's the chief,
Tearing up the drum and bringing heat,
Block shock, thunderous beats,
Blazing on local ghetto street corner
The chief,

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

Ordered like slaughter for the fight-type
Sure to strike, pouring water might, I
like a sack of that northern light hype
Swerving off a nitro quarter pint

Saw the bright light, rappers a night-night
Bona fide nice ice, type
Sorta like Heights, what a sight, yipes
Showing motherfuckers how to a mic right

Photo light images Yoda might
Soldier-like stripes, word to Spike, build a is
Photo bright light, hold the funk inside
like solar kites, sho ya right quite

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slick-slippery, quick ripping these, physically
Drift with a kick me
dickory, emcees 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 mentally the wisdom of centuries

Wit, go on like a length
Rappers want flames, man, I these shrimps
Skew 'em on the barb' with hickory chips
I'm a higher than the intermediate

Rappers, I don't care about your gender,
Background, records, history, rent
Unpaid evictions, charge penalties
Merciless in battle leaving bent, it's the gift

the gift, uh-huh
Here to give mortal mind a lift, uh-huh
Mack rap verbally pimp,
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,