Luyện nghe bài hát Rushing Elephants

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

Aiyyo, we came through thumping like
The new Range is supercharged, I remains
Back to the formula, Lord, hard
This is God school, make the lobby ain't jammed up

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

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

Now it's '28 Later', now Wu's up, do something, you can't
It's blood in my eye, I might get
To rip something down, The Billboard holders is
So you see me, you gon' say he gets down

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

It was not a hobby but a passion
had started in the lobby and was quickly fashioned
Every line to line, bar for bar is
Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block

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

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

Blitz the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers
Hang with like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of like a vexed German
low behind the car, my tech burning

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

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

Caramel, pecan, sundae,
Plump breasts, was filled saline
Her big cousin, nasty Nadine
Get you on the floor, whore tried to double

Is he that nucca? Is he in the hood like that?
Is he really strapped? Will he split yo' shit?
I thought you he rap? Pull up in the yard, ten sets
He ain't flexing, ripping, heat holding

Who Rope-a-dope his black Lotus
Can't quote this, chat with the sword
Duck the axe is swinging, wild Apache drum
Horse kicking his thoughts, he won't quit

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