Luyện nghe bài hát Rocket Ships

Moving at the of a solution
Bleeding in the streets as breathing the pollution
saying that we need a revolution
But their passion is reduced to on a computer
Hey, every I make a sick scene
splattered all on you shirt like a Miskeen
Y'all niggas trippin' like mescaline and greens
My cleaner than the Sistine, pristine
You going green like Al Gore 'em
I make algorithms that got in 'em
God's favorite, I'm sick as a doctor's
We live in a cold world, my job is to 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, crowd around us
But in the shadows of the towers, boy

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

Yo, I plaster the nation, evacuation
My manifestation got 'em patient from how I it amazing
See, I'm the reason niggas some training
While I'm inflicting the pain and making it suitable for any
I'm engaging soon as I'm awaken
Quickly you up and bag your bitch
She's reminding me of Lathan
on the hating while I'm smiling and waiting
That's when I 'em
If you try to front, you'll be mistaken
The mightiest making of a classic, alrighty, face it
My is ancient and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm patient
Sorry, I'm lying, face it, I'm back for the
I'm urgently giving niggas the of smashing their face in
(Damn, can you cut his mic off?)
See how we got 'em
Cause they can't believe what we have in the
Shit so historic, got me for it while I bang the nation
And do niggas greasier a slab of bacon

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

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

These rap is bitches, nothing but suckers to me
myself for the music and let them suffer through me
Your weak product is to me
I only feel effects when I fuck Louis
Yep, I get in the studio like I'm Evil Dee
Pulling strings like the Muppet
Shining my light like Mos his mother Umi
Who's the regardless of who's flaming?
We ain't talkin' 'bout the best until you mention my
you kidding? The truest spitting
I'll break you a mirror so it's clearer
we don't believe in superstition
These new additions supervision
Thinking that they can it in the booth like me
What are you Listen
I've been official, it's official, I'm too consistent
I make a claim cause I'm too for euphemisms
Staying in the cut a new incision
I'll put you on your ass True Religion
So give it up for the truest

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