Luyện nghe bài hát Sittin In My Lab

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-Sittin in my lab, lose it any minute
in my lab, da potions brewin in it
-Sittin in my lab, im goin
-These walls closin it, im losin my

(Verse 1)
-Spittin fire the ghost rider, lyrical guns for hire
years spittin, never plan to retire
-Killin any beat, if music is the im kobe bryant
-And the of red beams light up my attire
-When da feds move in, got the beat bumpin
-The agents become fans, and start jumpin
-Comin up in this fast, like no ones keepin score in
seems to gleam, my color changin trophy
-Right now i got bronze, from silver to gold
-And my peak is reached ill bring da planitum home
-Originality is fossilized, I found da
others artists, I come in more than 1 tone
-Like the at work, im spittin out lyrics
-How else am i to tell you niggas how im livin?
-The might collapse but imma always be rappin
-All that aint gold, but im authentic 30 karat *yea*

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(Verse 2)
in my lab, wonderin and contemplatin
-Why would anyone listen to da words im
-Cuz of the for hip-hop, wont let these kids be forsaken
-Feds me like immortal tech in da makin
-Givin light and to da streets like Yale in New Haven
-Gotta my back, any of my friends could try to stake it
-When they're by my soldiers, the excuses are taken
-For reason they think that i am hitler in da makin
-My entire purpous, is I am tryin to us
-A leader to my people, like david
-Heroic robin except bein gangsta
-Or a prophet muhammed, maybe even nostrad(ay)mous
-I know the road ahead be very dangerous
-I try to ascertain, the roots that ive from
-The end is comin fast, not sure of the
-Remember im the king with the x, just like

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(Verse 3)
-Did i mention im In my brain I got flames
-Slowly eatin away at what used to be
-Im losin it slowly, like water and a
-So im tryin to up what little i can save
-Subliminol messages, listen to da
-Meditate on em, theres another and you should hear it
since they're illegal, you never heard me mention
-Aint hittin da pin, anal rape is what im
-Puttin work into da streets, da mixes are hard
basshunter said, this is all i ever want
-A bag of guns and a pocket of cash
-Mad scientist, is too much to ask?
-(Mad Scientist) I just imagine, how it could be
-To some out there, i aint supposed to be happy
-Is it im a rebel, In the land of the free?
-Nope, its becuz i sicker than a std. Yea

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