Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 1

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Fuckin wit it, one two, the Table of Contents, come on
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Check it out, now intuned to the sounds of the
R to the, to the, T-S and I stretch limit to this profession
My voice physically fit, tracks I'm
The mic is an extension of my intestine
MC's sliced in my delicatessan
My mind state is of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a part of me, South Philly through my
Thought the dark one, fearsome, son
My vocal just a that sucker punched the drum
yo that's my hustle and it kill a kingdom
That Apart to drastic propor-tion
Lost ones out there, you stand clear
The Fifth Dynasty, it be a world
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law car chasin'
You star gazing, the force facin' is the
the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Y'all niggaz in the mix, keep
The world traveler in the without question
Last seven years on without restin'
Yo the kind of rapper you should testin'
simply, o-fficial Dundee
What I bring'll motivate to move your whole
your hands up if y'all want me to proceed wit
And carry out strategic plans to wit
The title I'm watchin, Roots we run-ting
My Dundee atire for MC
up and out the ring
Y'all niggaz on some other, y'all as Don King
But wine drink the danger zone lounging
You to be more aware of your surroundings
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 continents
Yo, you on my dick, for the compliments
You be fucked up by my Table of Contents *begins
Bad Lieutenant, you I been since
The past tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' taking wing way back in the day of yo
Motherfuckin'

It' the the, double-O 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 aim, I never miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give ass a slight kiss
Toxic words that over pages, for ages
Impacts M-16's to twelve gauges
The rage is still in me, act too friendly
Scully down creepin' while you 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 your terrain, go 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
your sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
My religion is a way of life, but the trife
Cuz actin' shiest these days
wars, usin' dynamics cuz I'ma slam it
You talkin' all this out out your mouth, you
Roam the planet, takin' bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but you still can't it
You told to sit back, stand still and
Niggaz to clap shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass taste up in your face
I'm like trust, never no trial or no trace
Disappear wit the wind, ? shows the
Twenty-five years of my I learned to miss amend
the structure of a whole empire
Smuggled sealed tai, pack lyrics Kya
Verbal messiah, I cross I set a fire
MC went in doubt cuz I'm for hire