Luyện nghe bài hát Sinister

[Sample "Snatch"]
"Do you know what 'nemesis'
A righteous infliction of
Manifested by an agent....
Personified in this by me"

Rock]
We're all in the gang, bread and butter
Just a couple who naturally hate each other
Influence is shark biting the outta your brother
Friendship is Professor Plum ratting on Mustard
You are now witnessing the world's most crass
Of a barnstormer, reveal with a jagged edge
Arm mortars and field mines for a bastard
On the diamond cutter
Swung before that magnificent havok
You fidget like a nervous gulpin'
Sweat a bullet, dead a bullshit sequence
disaster
Who off the canvas to provoke a side winder
Snake in the grass with a dirty and his work to sell me
I got my word to you
I got absurd
But it works like pistons pumping the realm my family habits
(Without a Hat combination)
Nah, more I'm spitting pixy dust
Till the mix taper community

Da Poed]
I words for ransom
Demand some paid
Not to mention praise for release on a page
It evade the light of day
I said I gave them all the fight to be brave
Or to behave
More like them
Whose ads have been for by some brothers
While of us lie in the eyes of others
I discovered another way to stay
everyone involved
Unsolved
this to me is how to leave resolved
Out of this all, you should take a break, ask the
Get snatched out habitat and left on the side of a lake
I try to
a clean getaway is harder to make
Than a call to the
off a seamless bag
Zipped up enough cash to pay the cat
With the demeanor

Aire]
God is a name I myself
I like Ugly, Original, Synthetic
I breathe air logic
It becomes the lung, the mind is a
That is if it's a walk-in, 'cause I'm
You fell from the cliffs of weakness, I it
I'll ball your rhyme up and stuff it my mouth
As if was the first grade (C'mon man)
And just stand there
Your water up
And your teeth'll grind 'cause you rhyme grade
See in this life timetime I'm a poet
But I think life is more than a jail
That's why I took my
Doing calisthenics which euphemisms to hand out a sentence
When I rhyme I put my ass in it (in it)
And you in a glass bottom with a crack in it (in it)
So your attitude
My poetry's position is the sole of latitude

Sinister. (repeated)

"You tell the angels in heaven you've never
An evil so personified as you being hit
In the by the man who killed you"