Luyện nghe bài hát Respect the Architect

So respect the architect, the
So respect the architect, the
So respect the architect, the
So respect the architect, as I to build

I'm mystical, don't be by the visual
Visible preference is pure, patent it to metaphors
Greetin' 'em illa-del-style
Analyze my memoirs, runnin' on 8/4, poetic,
way beyond

I am bic pentameter, or flam
Unsyncopated piercin' earlobes and egos
My vocals these thoughts
Am I to the grain?

Lame game plain Jane MC's approach these
I shake chumps like fleas, I hold the
To drive you, you, provide you
With the real joints, ahem I my throat of phlegm

The architect, the blueprints
To rid the game of
Sucker reducin' the fusion
Rhymes solid like cement in my solution
Stackin' concrete flows, out below

So respect the
So respect the

Rhymes get all up in grill like freckles
Most couldn't see me, with bifocal spectacles
There's no protectin' you, realness, I'm wreckin' you

I'm you, take a look into the cypher
dirt on my windshield, so I'm turnin' on my wipers
And I can see clearly now, no other rapper is me now
And all you perpetrators, shall me now

Never flip folklores, only coincide
With the rhythm like I did with wreck
Respect the in this division
Rhymes written to be hittin' anti proton collisions
Rap newest edition, bringin' the in renditions

In, rare form, defined as for my pedigrees
In skill three like three-sixty degrees as in
Leavin' the competition founded
For when I wreck, I astound

So respect the architect, the
So the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the
So respect the architect, as I begin to

to ceiling, constantly building
With power to construct, of rap cream kid, what?
you're lyrical, physical, mystical
Your mediocre, plus your way too typical withcha

Corny delivery and wack voice
Mad corny image, that's why I you jitters
It figures, I'd to dust you off the scene
Like a guy, with my New York lean

Lines that I fortify the nuclei of mind state
From state to state, universal, be the orals I create
Top notch and on lock like sentry, opponents could never me
my style like an Akai S-950 and still can't get with me

While I spread verbal plague like bubonic
phonics like the philharmonics
I make in measured melody, kids praise me like the
So Bahamadia, amongst your top ten of MC's

So the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the
So respect the architect, the
So the architect, as I begin to build

Yeah, never ending, Always buildin'
My home Bahamadia in the hidouse, yeah, yeah
And of course, my man the legend, Ramsey
So the architect, knahmsayin? One love