Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 1

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Yea, knawsayin?, yea, Table of
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 fit, tracks I'm bench-pressing
The mic is an extension of my intestine
Delicate MC's in my delicatessan
My mind state is of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a of me, South Philly through my arteries
Thought the one, fearsome, slump son
My vocal just a knuckle that sucker the drum
Hip-hop yo that's my hustle and it a kingdom
That Fall Apart to propor-tion
Lost ones out there, you better clear
The Dynasty, it be a world premier
Cuttin' like attorneys at law that's car chasin'
You star gazing, the force y'all is the
the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Y'all niggaz in the mix, keep
The world in the flesh without question
Last seven years on tour without
Yo the kind of you should reconsider testin'
Supreme simply, Dundee
What I bring'll motivate to move your whole
Throw your up if y'all want me to proceed wit
And carry out 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, loud as Don King
But wine drink within the zone lounging
You need to be more aware of your
at times is astounding enough to get your heart pounding
It's to assume, in all confidence
I'm one of the illest in the seven continents
Yo, you on my dick, for the compliments
You be fucked up by my Table of Contents fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been rhymin'
The past tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' your wing way back in the day of yo
mind

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 just aim, I miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give ass a slight kiss
Toxic words that over pages, for ages
Impacts like M-16's to twelve
The rage is in me, never act too friendly
Scully creepin' while you tilted off Henny
man begin pure but in this world of sin your
Holdin' my mor-al by in-jure
We scramble, because this game is the gamble
Vandalize your terrain, go the grain
Invade your brain wit the causing division
Sweep your sector, leavin' you for stool-pigeons
your sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
Sweep sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
My religion is a way of life, but the trife
Cuz niggaz actin' shiest these
Wagin' wars, usin' 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 can't understand it
You to sit back, stand still and chill
Niggaz bound to shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass smilin' up in your face
I'm like trust, never leavin' no or no trace
Disappear wit the wind, ? shows the
Twenty-five years of my I learned to miss amend
Peep the structure of a empire
sealed tai, pack lyrics like Kya
Verbal messiah, I cross I set a fire
Wacker MC went in doubt cuz I'm for