Luyện nghe bài hát Rocket Ships

Moving at the of a solution
Bleeding in the as we're breathing the pollution
They're saying we need a revolution
But their passion is reduced to on a computer
Hey, every sixteen I a sick scene
Blood splattered all on you like a Miskeen
Y'all niggas trippin' like and mixed greens
My flow cleaner than the Sistine,
You going green Al Gore with 'em
I make that got Malcolm in 'em
favorite, I'm sick as a doctor's patient
We in a cold world, my job is to rock nations
My Elation, a celebration of rebels
Raise the levels and the 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
Where the so savage
That it's gon' scrape the floor
a call, all the rocket ships taking off
Jah, Wu, gun music playin' when we off

Yo, I plaster the nation, causing
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 suitable for any
I'm engaging soon as I'm awaken
Quickly back you up and bag your
She's me of Sanaa Lathan
on the hating while I'm smiling and waiting
That's I embrace 'em
If you try to front, you'll be highly
The mightiest of a classic, alrighty, I'll face it
My psyche is ancient and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm
Sorry, I'm lying, face it, I'm back for the
I'm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of smashing their in
(Damn, can you cut his mic off?)
See how we got 'em
Cause they can't believe we have in the making
Shit so historic, got me goin' for it while I bang the
And do niggas greasier than a slab of

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

a tour with it, bake the raw
Where the beats so
it's knuckles gon' scrape the floor
Make a call, all the ships taking off
Jah, Wu, gun music playin' when we off

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

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