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, now intuned to the sounds of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I stretch to this profession
My voice physically fit, tracks I'm
The mic chord is an of my intestine
Delicate MC's sliced in my
My mind state is of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a part of me, Philly through my arteries
the dark one, fearsome, slump son
My vocal just a knuckle sucker punched the drum
yo that's my hustle and it kill a kingdom
That Fall Apart to drastic
ones out there, you better stand clear
The Fifth Dynasty, it be a premier
Cuttin' through attorneys at law that's car chasin'
You gazing, the force y'all facin' is the
the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Y'all niggaz in the mix, guessin'
The world in the flesh without question
seven years on tour without restin'
Yo the kind of you should reconsider testin'
Supreme simply, o-fficial
What I bring'll motivate to move your whole
Throw hands up if y'all want me to proceed wit
And carry out strategic 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 loud as Don
But wine drink within the zone lounging
You need to be aware of your surroundings
Reality at times is enough to get your heart pounding
It's safe to assume, in all
That I'm one of the illest in the seven
Yo, you on my dick, thanks for the
You be fucked up by my Table of Contents fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been since
The fuckin past tense, fuck no
Or playin' taking wing way back in the day of yo
mind

It' the R-to the, to the, T-S an'
Yo yo, the R to the, double-O to the, T-S an' yo
When I strike to excite, I just aim, I never
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a kiss
Toxic words that spill over pages, for
Impacts like M-16's to gauges
The rage is still in me, act too friendly
Scully down while you tilted off Henny
man begin pure but in this world of sin your
Holdin' tight my mor-al by
We scramble, this game life is the gamble
Vandalize your terrain, go the grain
Invade your brain wit the causing division
Sweep your sector, you niggaz for stool-pigeons
Sweep your sector, leavin' you for stool-pigeons
your sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
My religion is a way of life, but the replays
Cuz actin' shiest these days
Wagin' wars, usin' dynamics cuz slam it
You talkin' all this out out your mouth, you
Roam the planet, always bullshit for granted
a cool type of cat but you still can't understand it
You to sit back, stand still and chill
Niggaz bound to clap cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass smilin' up in your face
I'm like trust, never leavin' no trial or no
wit the wind, ? shows the discipline
Twenty-five of my life I learned to miss amend
Peep the of a whole empire
sealed tai, pack lyrics like Kya
Verbal messiah, I cross I set a fire
Wacker MC went in doubt cuz I'm for