Luyện nghe bài hát Rocket Ships

Moving at the of a solution
Bleeding in the streets as breathing the pollution
They're that we need a revolution
But passion is reduced to all-caps on a computer
Hey, every sixteen I a sick scene
Blood all on you shirt like a Miskeen
Y'all niggas trippin' like and mixed greens
My flow than the Sistine, pristine
You going like Al Gore with 'em
I make algorithms got Malcolm in 'em
God's favorite, I'm as a doctor's patient
We live in a cold world, my job is to rock
My occupation? Elation, a celebration of
the levels and the decibels flagrant
It's too how we be blazing, son
Our is the loudest, they crowd around us
But in the shadows of the towers, boy

Take a tour it, bake the raw
the beats so savage
That it's knuckles scrape the floor
Make a call, all the rocket ships off
Jah, Wu, gun playin' when we facing off

Yo, I plaster the nation, causing
My manifestation got 'em patient from how I keeps it
See, I'm the niggas need some training
While I'm inflicting the pain and making it for any occasion
I'm very engaging soon as I'm
Quickly back you up and bag your
She's reminding me of Sanaa
Rely on the while I'm smiling and waiting
when I embrace 'em
If you try to front, you'll be highly
The making of a classic, alrighty, I'll face it
My psyche is and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm patient
Sorry, I'm lying, it, I'm back for the taking
I'm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of smashing face in
(Damn, can you cut his mic off?)
See how we got 'em
Cause they can't believe what we in the making
Shit so historic, got me goin' for it I bang the nation
And do niggas than a slab of bacon

Bitch, you still cooking this pork in this
Stop cooking that damn pork in this
The hell going on in

Take a tour it, bake the raw
Where the beats so
That it's knuckles gon' scrape the
Make a call, all the rocket taking off
Jah, Wu, gun playin' when we facing off

These rap niggas is bitches, nothing but to me
Sacrifice myself for the and let them suffer through me
Your product is nothing to me
I only feel effects when I with Louis
Yep, I get buck in the like I'm Evil Dee
Pulling strings like the movie
Shining my like Mos calling his mother Umi
the hottest regardless of who's flaming?
We ain't talkin' 'bout the until you mention my name
Who're you kidding? The spitting
I'll you like a mirror so it's clearer
That we believe in superstition
new additions need supervision
Thinking that they can spit it in the like me
are you stupid? Listen
I've official, it's been official, I'm too consistent
I a claim cause I'm too official for euphemisms
in the cut like a new incision
I'll put you on your ass True Religion
So give it up for the living

Take a with it, bake the raw
Where the so savage
That it's knuckles scrape the floor
a call, all the rocket ships taking off
Jah, Wu, gun music playin' we facing off