Luyện nghe bài hát Sychosymatic

Cowabunga, I'm MC's straight under
You see me like Stevie Wonder
Thunderclap full blown style on the microphone
Throwin' your like a cyclone

And commercial raps get the gun
A on the ground of the head with my ill skill raps
I'ma kill me a crazy motherfucker
Step out the nocturnal to the night, word 'em up

Tech sight and put you in fright
And all you wanna 'cause my game is mad tight, aight
Yo, E this might be my album son, hell no
'Cause niggas trying to play us like nobodies

I'm a fuck around and murder
And get crazy buck with the shottie
You couldn't see me if you weighed 500 million
I'm sychosymatic

Ooh, I might lose my
Ooh, I might my cool
Ooh, I lose my cool
Ooh, I lose my cool

I'm from the dirtiest, stinkiest part of Island
But in corner of the world, my style be whiling
And I'm dead even though I may be smiling
I'm the shadier cantagonizing character in back of the

to get you for your goodies
So if your technozzels, think y'all can creep
But Keith Murray ain't losing no
I'll man handle and dismantle your down to your thorax
On wax with a axe

But on the real for the real, the real I on Capital Hill
And ill 'cause of
Breakin' shit up with degrees like a Crackula
In fact the factor is compound
For action there's a reaction

Ooh, I might lose my
Ooh, I might lose my
Ooh, I lose my cool
Ooh, I might my cool

We are the world, I'm shakin' and and takin'
Niggas down to swirls and
I'm runnin' them off the ball like and Pearl
This is a basic general classic
nobody see me in God's creation

I steps it up inspiring expectation
And illustrations, you can still justifications
Perhaps you like me to make the biscuit callap
And make lungs collapse

You represent, he represent, I
The sick bizarre twist is that I in my performance
Kickin' brain twitchin' topics
be like, "Stop it, you got the illiotics", yeah