Luyện nghe bài hát Rocket Ships

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

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

Yo, I plaster the nation, evacuation
My manifestation got 'em patient how I keeps it amazing
See, I'm the reason need some training
While I'm inflicting the pain and making it for any occasion
I'm engaging soon as I'm awaken
Quickly back you up and bag bitch
She's reminding me of Sanaa
Rely on the hating while I'm smiling and
That's I embrace 'em
If you try to front, you'll be highly
The mightiest making of a classic, alrighty, I'll it
My psyche is ancient and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm
Sorry, I'm lying, face it, I'm for the taking
I'm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of their face in
(Damn, can you cut his mic off?)
See how we got 'em
Cause they believe what we have in the making
Shit so historic, got me for it while I bang the nation
And do niggas than a slab of bacon

Bitch, you still this pork in this house?
Stop cooking damn pork in this house
The going on in here?

Take a with it, bake the raw
the beats so savage
That knuckles gon' scrape the floor
Make a call, all the rocket taking off
Jah, Wu, gun music when we facing off

These rap is bitches, nothing but suckers to me
Sacrifice myself for the music and let them suffer me
weak product is nothing to me
I only feel effects when I fuck Louis
Yep, I get buck in the studio I'm Evil Dee
Pulling like the Muppet movie
Shining my light Mos calling his mother Umi
Who's the hottest regardless of who's
We ain't 'bout the best until you mention my name
Who're you kidding? The spitting
I'll break you like a mirror so clearer
That we don't believe in
These new need supervision
Thinking that can spit it in the booth like me
What are you Listen
I've been official, it's been official, I'm too
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 it up for the truest living

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