Luyện nghe bài hát Rushing Elephants

Yo, yo, yo, what up Yo, these niggaz is back, son
I'm telling you, spit that, it nigga
I seen it like a Zenith man, you hear me
Word up, man, y'all what it is
It's on again man, for real man, Top Gun, what?

Aiyyo, we through thumping like elephants
The new is supercharged, I remains intelligent
to the formula, Lord, hard grammar
This is God school, sure the lobby ain't jammed up

Excalibur swords, T-Rexes, of rhymes
We in the lunchroom, weed and for breakfast
Polo campus, lances, the crisp
Hundred dollar kick niggas, that be showing you steps

to the dormitory, where niggas
Broke my forearm and finger, now you write glory
holding my flag, it's all engraved in my blade
So I wave it, you gon' say Rae mad

Now it's '28 Days Later', now Wu's up, do something, you
It's in my eye, I might get amped
To rip something down, The holders is back
So when you see me, you gon' say he down

darkness to DNA, I move with my brother
And we resonate, energy that in colors
Bringing MCs punishment, then I'm done it
The meter way on the fast break, I run with it

It was not a but a childhood passion
That had in the lobby and was quickly fashioned
line to line, bar for bar is clockwork
Hazardous and powerful enough to your block hurt

Check the amount of MCs inflicted
With torture, from with work that's restricted
We producers 'til they joints are right
Then acupuncture the track with of light

Hitting them from well firing positions
With that'll make the deaf listen
Drastic, pyroclastic, connected the same old
Down the dangerous of an active volcano

Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack the linebackers
Hang with niggas redneck crackers
Strangle bottles of Beck's like a vexed German
Duck low behind the car, my tech

burning from eight karats of sunlight
Absorbed, in the Big Pun like
Lord of the Wu-Tang sword, know what that
Like J.R. Tolkien, the 'Lord of the Rings'

This is my man, Chef, auto, like Theft Auto
The letter, followed by the mark of Zorro
Plus A, not for apple but I pack an
Shorty try to buck back and knock me off the

Caramel, pecan, sundae,
Plump breasts, was filled with
Her big booty cousin, nasty
Get you on the floor, whore tried to team

Is he still that Is he in the hood like that?
Is he really strapped? Will he really split yo'
I thought you said he rap? up in the yard, ten sets
He flexing, microphone ripping, heat holding

Who testing? his black Lotus
quote this, chat with the sword tongue
Duck when the axe is swinging, Apache drum
Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts, he quit

Can't tell 'em nothing, he grown, give the man
Space was demanded, beat through the speaker
Voice, heat seek missile, guided at the
Swing to the gospel, up and wet at the brothel
Unstoppable, of my flow, optional
To the ear on the current of air, the crowd's in