Luyện nghe bài hát Semi - Automatic Full Rap Metal Jacket

Yo, yo...

Chorus:

You can't the tactics
Of a semi-automatic rap fanatic
You can't the tactics
Of a semi-automatic rap fanatic

one: u-god

I make mean when I pump my spunk
And of chump, of machine gun funk
I bliss, like the fist, of the
Those who oppose get dropped and hit the
With rigormor', I hit you in the and
Pop legs well in the figure four
You stop the force when the blood is coursin
Extortion, I'm like the headless horseman
Enforcin, tortureous slang from a
Swordsman, throw your rap corpse in
Don't pop glocks at me then cop a
A hundred thousand leagues the sea
Deep makes rappers salted
Weak asses I cracks my foot, off in
Lay them lines with them hard hits
And I'm harmin, bombin, heavy bombardments
Pushin, poetry, like weed by the
railroad rza track lay it down
I'm as pavement, you gaze from amazement
Knock you in the head you wonder where the went
It's golden bangles, getting strangled
Five-star general, you want to angle
Bizarre thriller, war for a killer
Sheisty mic device got my hand-piece
Slice mics precise on down to ice

2x

Verse two: inspector

Yo
I set the mic in flames, like fighter planes
Mc's are shot long range with sniper aim
No question marks, the session with sparks
My flows explodes like hand grenades your parts
Universal soldier, mo's the
Globe in hands, born to be sole controller
Hit the world blast, my crime pays cash
Slip past cyphers and the flash from the photograph
compose a rough draft
Razor sharp cut glass
facts crowds of thousands collapse
You can't catch my with bugs and phone taps
Whether rhymes or crimes, I want regardless
Hard targets, underground like black
Pirates of the darkest feel the aura
Importer of rough raps that's cross the border
Semi-automatic attack'll y'all
Liquid swingin slay all, I'm awol

1.5x

Verse three: thug

Wu-tang be, killin you with this song
You won't survive the outcome I def jams to your eardrums
P.l.o. hits the hardest,
Felony offenders catchin murder one
cases, got me smoked out in staircases
The dark crusader cats in elevators
I strike like the jedi, from n.y.
It's I illifyin, rhyme supplyin
I be all you need to rock these mic
shaolin style exiles your juvenile freestyle
I'm not your basic street entrepeneuer, crime tour, the luger
High pursuit for the like the bodyguard from bejing
Inject you with the morphine, then I flee the murder
On facilities, the penalty, doa
Bomb shell your burrow bombay
Opposites attack that's why these stay strapped
As we, the glove to put shaolin on the map
I show loyalty, to my fully
raps, that bust through your skully
I'm rated I be the top gun
From the land of the slums spittin blades my tongue
your slug slinger, hit you with the sleeper
Hit-seeker, sounds that be a-ttackin speaker
Watch me bang the headpiece kid no survival
My flow lights up the block a homicidal
Murder, underground beef for the
P.l.o., criminal thoughts you never of