Luyện nghe bài hát Sinister

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

[Aesop
We're all in the same gang, and butter
Just a couple who naturally hate each other
Influence is biting the fuck outta your brother
Friendship is Professor ratting on Colonel Mustard
You are now witnessing the most crass version
Of a barnstormer, reveal time with a edge
Arm mortars and mines for a bastard pledge
On the style cutter
Swung before that havok sketch
You fidget like a nervous culprit
a bullet, dead a bullshit sequence reactor
Speaking
Who off the canvas to provoke a side winder
Snake in the grass with a dirty belly and his to sell me
I got my to tell you
I got magic
But it works pistons pumping through the realm my family habits
(Without a Hat combination)
Nah, like I'm spitting pixy dust
Till the mix taper community

[Yeshua Da
I hold words for
Demand some attention
Not to mention praise for release on a page
It might the light of day
I never said I gave all the fight to be brave
Or insight to
like them others
Whose ads been paid for by some brothers
While some of us lie in the eyes of
I discovered another way to stay
Kill involved
mystery
this to me is how to leave resolved
Out of this all, you should take a break, ask the
Get snatched out your and left on the side of a lake
I try to
Whether a clean is harder to make
a call to the cleaners
Dropped off a bag
up with enough cash to pay the cat
With the demeanor

[Vast
God is a name I call
I like Ugly, Original, Synthetic
I rusty air logic
It becomes the lung, the is a closet
That is if a walk-in, 'cause I'm open
You fell from the of weakness, I scoped it
ball your rhyme up and stuff it inside my mouth
As if was the first grade (C'mon man)
And you'll stand there
Your eyes'll up
And your teeth'll grind you rhyme first grade
See in life timetime I'm a caged poet
But I think life is more than a sentence
That's why I took my
Doing calisthenics which to hand out a life 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 fuck your
My poetry's position is the sole definition of

Sinister. (repeated)

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