Luyện nghe bài hát Super Lyrical

Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly graphical stats
Half a you lack the dap of tragical rap
tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the
The marriage, a bond of and song
This massacre's on as if Picasso you
There's hateful skeletons locked
In the closet of my castle of
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I to debate you
My raps are like Capel, your face, you
That's how a degrades you
I'm Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm his halo
God I pray that you send my father back as an
Language is fatal and hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and
I'm super lyrical, a brain the chemicals
That's used contenicals inside of my mental

I'm supposed to represent (Biggie)
Niggas'll tell you that I'm with the
Blah, blah, (Canibus)
Lyrically I'm I'm supposed to

Black the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis
Still with the Punisher, my accomplice
to emcees how they don't really want this
Electrifying shit his excellency Thought
These cats they sentimental with a gentle touch
Dancin' double dutch and all sayin' nothin'
My wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts
New found ways of shit up, I de-ve-lop
squad chest swell up, still you're mini-ay-ture to me
Nature-ally I the extremity
Musically intense with the globe in
Contemplatin' where the world been since
The Roots bless you with a strong record, long like a
Immerse you in some 'ol next shit, ill
Thought from Illadelph somethin' nothin' else
My talk stomp like elephants every elf, 'cause what

Lyrically I'm to represent
Niggas'll you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically I'm supposed to
You will lose I must break you Drago from "Rocky"]
Lyrically I'm supposed to
tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically
I'm supposed to

peace Roots east coast niggas reppin' the streets most
With heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies Pete Rose
These dos, niggas lift ya mentals
Lyrics'll twist your temples pretzels
the "Triumph" instrumental

My the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance
To nothin' you come across, lyrical
The crowd pleaser emcees then catch seizure
They the Lord of rap thesis, true believers

Just call me Baby Jesus 'cause lady be praisin' me
Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, to CD lasery
It to be amazingly flavery
Daze 'em to my rhymes that basically you occasionally

as I focus on my next opus
The way it's all up and emcees is hopeless
I leave your wrecked as I erect scultpures
My thought's a fortress, approach this ferocious up-closeness

I'm supposed to represent
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice the blah, blah, blah
I'm-I'm-I'm
I'm supposed to
"It's suicide!"
Lyrically "You've him, you know how strong he is!"
Lyrically "You win!"
"It's suicide!"
Lyrically "You've him, you know how strong he is!"
Lyrically "You win!"
Lyrically "You win!"
"You will lose "
Lyrically "I break you "