Luyện nghe bài hát Satellite

[Verse 1: Bada$$]
And I it's my turn to shine
The light I was starin' at turn lime
And the green turned to slime, and grime
want to be your blood cousin
When you're
Fine, I give 'em my other line, rhyme
Word to mother, I'm up
My two in two cups
Another double
She fell in Bombay
Now she tumble dry
Chardonnay but the bottle of emotion
But the potion when it sprays
They just caught up in the
Let me you how I feel these Jays
The cheese stays like Dr. J
My flow is land the boats, dock the planes
Hand the but cop the chains
For more some antidote to stop the pain
Now my stream, floods these
They can't stop the

All right I them back
To blast, to blast me out of
a satellite
Vibe all
A

[Verse 2: Chuck
I a day off
Let the trees take some off
My mental's just a fact, got the instrumental
I keep niggas on their
So you got in your Forces
My verses they're important, yo verses they are boring
I am not of this bro
I'm a that's bound to fight
But we're down to light, 'n the fuck up

Vibe all

3: Kirk Knight]
As I the die
my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye
But don't the ice for the I U KEL
Oh God see past 'em
If his pass, notarized
Two I got 40 on my hit list
Just smoking drinks both the broken in-glass old English
Are you bro?
Is eyes dilated from the kush 'n Nuvo?
This new for the
Like a Nubian with the doobie eyes
smell the coffee I'mma coughing
That means I'm widdit, spit it out
it like airborne diseases
Is this why the rap game is this
Like please eat vegetables
So I took a of the edible
Ain't an
Already a rap fucking overload
Hopping up on stepping
So we making stepping
Turn up that
We rap game
This is Messiah and the are hopeless
Hopin' my divide through the world flex

This
this shit make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the
Don't shit
To blast, to blast me out of like a satellite
this shit make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the
Don't this shit make my wanna jump?

[Verse 4: Hinds]
Surround
Come and the blunt-smoking philosopher
Smoking with a joint to get you like a chakra
No time for the roster this rap game goes way
Let him the way
And niggas will know who they need to
Freeing the ways to the idiolect
Saw nothing but shots since the days
I was eyin' the Tec
the eye in the text
'em see my eye in the Lex
Giving my blood sweat and iron injecting the soul
Cause mind body and can't be reinstalled
with the flow to make Niagara fall
It's over for the systematic rapping
my logic
These niggas hooked on hooks and Hooked on
With hooked on phonics the pot could get em on chronic
pain conditions from the page conditions
Racing like Sonic inhaling the
They grade my brain in a college
Themes behind it rob you for ya mind like is behind it
So we had to squeeze in
To pile it when the green sees
Anything to let the green wallet
Taking forever and a with sentence speeds
a penitentiary to build cell blocks to block your memory
Catch me on the territory
Telling terrorist with a terror
The Era ends a good night story

Don't this shit make my wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the
Don't this shit make my people wanna