Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 1

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wit it, one two, it's the Table of Contents, come on
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Check it out, you're now to the sounds of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I limit to this profession
My voice fit, tracks I'm bench-pressing
The mic is an extension of my intestine
Delicate MC's sliced in my
My state is that of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a part of me, Philly through my arteries
Thought the dark one, fearsome, son
My vocal just a knuckle that sucker punched the
yo that's my hustle and it kill a kingdom
That Fall Apart to drastic
Lost ones out there, you better clear
The Fifth Dynasty, it be a world
Cuttin' through like at law that's car chasin'
You star gazing, the force facin' is the
R-to the, to the, T-S an'
niggaz in the mix, keep guessin'
The world traveler in the flesh without
Last seven on tour without restin'
Yo the of rapper you should reconsider testin'
Supreme simply, Dundee
What I bring'll motivate to move your whole
Throw your hands up if want me to proceed wit
And out strategic plans to leave wit
The that I'm watchin, Roots we run-ting
My atire for MC hunting
Step up and out the
Y'all niggaz on some other, y'all as Don King
But wine drink the danger zone lounging
You need to be more aware of your
Reality at times is enough to get your heart pounding
safe to assume, in all confidence
That I'm one of the illest in the seven
Yo, you on my dick, thanks for the
You be fucked up by my of Contents *begins fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been since
The fuckin tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' your wing way back in the day of yo
Motherfuckin'

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Yo yo, the R to the, double-O to the, T-S an' yo
I strike to excite, I just aim, I never miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death, your ass a slight kiss
words that spill over pages, for ages
Impacts like M-16's to gauges
The is still in me, never act too friendly
down creepin' while you tilted off Henny
Many man begin but in this world of sin your
Holdin' tight my by in-jure
We scramble, because this game life is the
Vandalize terrain, go against the grain
Invade your brain wit the collision division
your sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
Sweep your sector, you niggaz for stool-pigeons
Sweep your sector, leavin' you niggaz for
My religion is a way of life, but the replays
Cuz actin' shiest these days
Wagin' wars, usin' dynamics cuz I'ma it
You talkin' all out out your mouth, you satanic
the planet, always takin' bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but you can't understand it
You told to sit back, stand and chill
Niggaz bound to shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass taste smilin' up in your
I'm like trust, never leavin' no trial or no
Disappear wit the wind, ? shows the
Twenty-five years of my life I learned to miss
Peep the structure of a empire
Smuggled sealed tai, pack lyrics Kya
Verbal messiah, when I cross I set a
Wacker MC in doubt cuz I'm for hire