Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

I in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
be scattering
Over the global my vocals be unraveling my abdomen
It's that's babbling grammatics that are masculine
I grab the men, verbally badgering
I wish Madeline was back on Video LP
I went all odds and got a even steven
Proceed to read and not believing everything I'm
But my brain was bleeding, needing and exercise
I didn't seek the best of buys, a lie to textualize
I where I rest my eyes
And chastise the best of guys punchlines
I'm when it's crunch-time
For mind like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be
Cause I deliver the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines on dumb I combine
I'm hype like I'm unsigned, my diet I
Eating sometimes -- I try to cut back on that shit
This rap shit is outta control
My style is too to be arrested
It's the freestyle, so now out on parole
They tried to my soul in a holding cell so I would sell
I bonded with a break and had enough to make
A Mr. Meaner on his knee for the jury
I asked No for his ID and the thought there was two of me
Motion for a recess to my fingerprints
relinquished Sense, cause I was guilty in a sense

I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike in dim light
I use insight to enlight devices hit the skin
Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe, in flight
I send light, like Ben's I've been bright
Get open on gym nights and in fights I send rights
Don't hook with skins my friends like I spend up in dykes
In spite, I've been as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in lines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
from a tribe of bums hooked on Negro and mums
Had to halt the malt liquor
Cause off the malt liquor, I fought niggas, now my and thoughts quicker
Cruising Southside with no heat and no sticker
UAC got my back and we don't get no
UAC got my and we don't get no thicker
UAC got my and we don't, now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho nigga, ain't of no nigga
But it's my turn to go I go
And I'm gone the storm