Luyện nghe bài hát Super Lyrical

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Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual
Tactical tracks match perfectly with stats
Half a you lack the dap of tragical rap
That tackles you and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the
The marriage, a bond of havoc and
This on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa hateful locked
in the closet of my of Grayskull
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to you
My raps are like Capel, slashin' face, you
That's how a degrades you
I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my
I'm his halo
God I that you send my father 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 inside of my mental projectable

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

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

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

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

BLACK --
My the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance
To nothin' you across, lyrical holocaust
The crowd pleaser emcees freeze then catch
They praise the of rap thesis, true believers

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

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

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