Luyện nghe bài hát Super Lyrical

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Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual
Tactical match perfectly with graphical stats
Half a you the magical dap of tragical rap
tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical I'm on, the savage, the strong
The marriage, a of havoc and song
massacre's on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa skeletons locked
in the closet of my castle of
I'm at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
My raps are like Capel, your face, you
how a master degrades you
I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he through my label
I'm snatchin' his
God I pray that you send my back as an angel
Language is and it's hypnotizin'
I'm emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin'
I'm lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals
That's used contenicals of my mental projectable

CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm to represent (Biggie)
Niggaz'll you that I'm nice with the
blah, blah, (Canibus)
Lyrically I'm...<>...I'm supposed to

THOUGHT --
Black Thought the super lyricist, your
Still the Punisher, that's my accomplice
Stressin' to emcees how don't really want this
shit his excellency Thought spit
These cats sentimental such with a gentle touch
Dancin' double dutch and all nothin' much
My sound wave liftin' your chin up uppercuts
New found ways of shit up, I de-ve-lop
Your squad chest swell up, you're mini-ay-ture to me
Nature-ally I bring the
Musically intense with the in suspense
where the world traveler 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' like else
My talk stomp elephants upon every elf, cause...what...

CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to
tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically I'm supposed to
You lose...I must break you (Ivan Drago from "Rocky")
Lyrically I'm to represent
Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah,
I'm-I'm-I'm...<>...
I'm supposed to

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Ay-yo peace Roots east coast reppin' the streets most
With heat, toast, and keep close Phillies than Pete Rose
These dos, niggaz that'll lift ya
twist your temples into pretzels
like the "Triumph"

THOUGHT --
My instrumental's the Renaissance, no
To nothin' you across, lyrical holocaust
The crowd pleaser freeze then catch seizure
They praise the Lord of rap thesis, true

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Just me Baby Jesus 'cause lady niggaz be praisin' me
Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, to CD lasery
It pays to be flavery
Daaaaze 'em to my rhymes that basically hypnotize you

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

-- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
Niggaz'll you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
I'm-I'm-I'm...<>...
I'm supposed to
Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
Lyrically..."You've seen him, you how strong he is!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
Lyrically..."You've seen him, you how strong he is!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."You lose..."
Lyrically..."I break you..."
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