Luyện nghe bài hát Sinister

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

[Aesop
We're all in the same gang, and butter
Just a couple subdivisions who naturally hate other
Influence is biting the fuck outta your brother
is Professor Plum ratting on Colonel Mustard
You are now witnessing the world's crass version
Of a barnstormer, reveal with a jagged edge
Arm mortars and field mines for a pledge
On the style cutter
Swung before that magnificent havok
You fidget like a nervous gulpin'
a bullet, dead a bullshit sequence reactor
Speaking
Who leaps off the canvas to provoke a side
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 like pistons pumping through the realm my habits
(Without a Hat combination)
Nah, more like I'm pixy dust
Till the mix taper community

Da Poed]
I hold words for
Demand some paid
Not to mention praise for their on a page
It might evade the of day
I never said I gave them all the fight to be
Or insight to
More like them
ads have been paid for by some brothers
While of us lie in the eyes of others
I discovered another way to undercover
everyone involved
Unsolved
this to me is how to leave matters
Out of this all, you should a break, ask the fake
Get snatched out your and left on the side of a lake
I try to
Whether a clean 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 rusty air logic
It becomes the lung, the mind is a
That is if it's a walk-in, I'm open
You from the cliffs of weakness, I scoped it
I'll ball your rhyme up and it inside my mouth
As if this was the grade (C'mon man)
And you'll just stand
eyes'll water up
And your teeth'll 'cause you rhyme first grade
See in this timetime I'm a caged poet
But I think is more than a jail sentence
That's why I took my
Doing calisthenics which to hand out a life sentence
I rhyme I put my ass crack in it (in it)
And you in a glass boat with a crack in it (in it)
So fuck attitude
My poetry's position is the definition of latitude

Sinister. (repeated)

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