Luyện nghe bài hát Respect the Architect

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

I'm mystical, don't be deceived by the
Visible preference is pure, patent it back to
Greetin' 'em wild
my memoirs, runnin' on 8/4, poetic, meter
Soarin' way

I am bic pentameter, or flam
soul piercin' earlobes and egos
My vocals read these
Am I hardcore to the

Lame game Jane MC's can't approach these
I shake chumps fleas, I hold the keys
To drive you, guide you, you
With the real joints, ahem I my throat of phlegm

The architect, selecting the
To rid the of nuisance
reducin' with the fusion
Rhymes solid cement in my musical solution
Stackin' concrete flows, look out

So the architect
So respect the

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

I'm beggin' you, take a look into the
You're 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, fear me now

Never flip folklores, realness coincide
With the rhythm like I did total wreck
the architect in this division
Rhymes written to be hittin' like proton collisions
Rap newest edition, bringin' the feminine in

In, rare form, defined as for my pedigrees
In skill three three-sixty degrees as in well-rounded
Leavin' the dumb founded
For I catch wreck, I astound

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

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

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

Lines that I supply fortify the nuclei of state
From state to state, universal, be the that I create
Top notch and on lock like sentry, opponents could tempt me
Samplin' my style like an Akai S-950 and still can't get me

I spread this verbal plague like bubonic
Conduction phonics like the
I make in measured melody, kids me like the crucifix
So place Bahamadia, your top ten of MC's

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

Yeah, ending, knahmsayin? Always buildin'
My home girl Bahamadia in the hidouse, yeah,
And of course, my man the legend, Lewis
So respect the architect, knahmsayin? One