Luyện nghe bài hát Something Wicked This Way Comes

A microphone has out of my wristbone
lost control of my vocal tone, spitting this sick poem
I'm possesed by delivering spirit
I fear it because my hand is scribbling lyrics
I can't eat, or even in my bed
Tormented because a beat will always in my head
I listen to a drum loop without timing it
hold a conversation without rhyming it
I down the street and my brain's known to rattle
Because I'm thirsty as hell for a mother battle
I have no TV, already it in three
I turn it on to see another whack emcee
I have lyrics in my head, always stop and then go
I daydream about rocking a show
Write my rhymes all my as it begins and ends
Broke as f**k I'm always out purchasing pens

I'm the analyst, observe all angles of
The last dime in the dollar, the sentence
The ninety pennies tossed through the wormhole
Worthless as the bitch dancing naked on the
I've seen different worlds, at least eight dimensions
I'm better than an ameteur, repends instead of
Who's the worthless soul ready to stand up
Thinking they got the Holy Grail but they're sipping the
cup
Lately I've been spotting, on the words of the
With my looking glass, and hands to the upper
Groups of blinded ones gather at a
I label it an place for meaningless people
Coalitions of hard rocks living purpose
I sarcastically attack with the one man word
A surface of slippery ice, a dangerous
In the path of the ones who walk with minds slacked

Verge in the microphone, you begin to
I'll make the crowd seem the like the Atlantic that your
is

It's so the store banned it
Had people covering their ears I can't stand it
My style is so fly you can't land it, I bring the supply

it
My rhymes stand like they were a bandit
Three hundred and sixty degees and my outstanded
It's so it feels like it was sanded
Figures of speech make me smile like you on candid
pass you like you're a hand-it
When I come with rhymes that punch like a
Taking your microphone so fast the bones in your wrist
Seperating you me like mist
Eliminate the competition, by from every dimension

Benching emcees for flenching as I build up
the number one spot
Leaving body to corrode and rot, to corrode and rot

Pass me the mic, ignite like the birth of a constellation
Spit rhymes hesitation, poetic devestation
Hip-hop's my and recreation
Causing me to rise like elevation, slice causing

I hold the mic tight enough for
Getting technical a calculus algorithm is my precision
Rhyme angle like vision
Code like red, I drop lines a clumbsy cokehead
Judge Dredd, countdown till the twelve hour has begun
I'm the one, the chosen son, I'm an like space, 2001
A new day has begun and the weight on my shoulder a
ton
And always when I rhyme, something always this way comes