Luyện nghe bài hát Rework The Angles

it out now
I work the angles like, off the in the sidepocket
like a live socket
Hit em all flavors, yup
We tryin to be with pro-ballplayers, I'm talkin papers
Or it realer, and see me on a iron caterpillar
On point like a killer, ready, to deliver
gifted, treat the mic right, or I might rip it
Critics dig my style cause I write different, no
I just kick it, low-lifes, they get it
I shine like the ice when I hold mics,
Got every dime, this nigga so nice, you know what?
They so right, you get stuck, go twice
Lit it up I blow mics

Show mic precise, sacrifice
That's no hassle, the master got more loops lassos
Y'all hear me? they all theories
Worthless, like testing ev' the purpose
the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
Breakbeats and windmills on
Covered by cardboard, seafloor to
Bottom line, in rhyme yo, put in you shine
That's sometimes I get so hyped
I like diamond d the best producer on the mic
I aced this -- most punchlines are
Regular, average, mediocre,
To all my dj's, skills you got a lotta
This on your mixtape, yo it coulda been hotta
The in this game they'll have you drained and strangles
Don't go to them, let em come to you, and work the

Don't sleep on, I your knee torn, like sehorn
Liquid mc storm, children of the corn, a wild freeform
Of energy, mentally fit to a century
centuries, one double-zero translate to victories
You kiddin me me? come wack not my history
Kidnap the wack and his ankles, remember +misery+?
Lyrically you're out of control
the angles 'round the globe, from newark to south pole
It's so cold that catch pneumonia
I'm airborne, l.a. to barcelona
I rock heads from pomona out the
the sure needle contact, now watch me launch
Dj's, you jugglin, that means I'm
Defari on the fix, this shit is thunderin
Picture me or droppin the ball
like picturin guy without that nigga aaron hall

Well if a gets the best of me
Ain't no use in sniveling and the referee
Fuck that, I the mic with tenacous d
it up to evidence, yo kick it out to me
Line up the three, trifecta properly
Rocca, I the angles triple opticly
The hip-hop multi-beat real
My g is god, what's g for, geometry?
This man of war cold on the seashore
An deeo enough to it to the sea floor
Every single beat like a c-4
We beats, why you asking what the beat for?
The fighter dilated entity
I'm learning shockers shockra building energy
While barbershops sipping like the kennedy's
I'm always been independent, that's word to b
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