Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 2

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Yea, knawsayin?, yea, of Contents
wit it, one two, it's the Table of Contents, come on
Uh yea, uh huh, yo

Check it out, now intuned to the sounds of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I stretch limit to this
My voice physically fit, I'm bench-pressing
The mic chord is an of my intestine
Delicate sliced in my delicatessan
My state is that of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a of me, South Philly through my arteries
Thought the dark one, fearsome, son
My just a knuckle that sucker punched the drum
yo that's my hustle and it kill a kingdom
That Fall Apart to propor-tion
Lost ones out there, you stand clear
The Dynasty, it be a world premier
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law car chasin'
You gazing, the force y'all facin' is the
the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Y'all in the mix, keep guessin'
The world traveler in the without question
Last seven years on tour restin'
Yo the kind of rapper you should reconsider
Supreme simply, Dundee
I bring'll motivate to move your whole country
Throw your hands up if y'all me to proceed wit
And out strategic plans to leave 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 loud as Don
But wine within the danger zone lounging
You need to be aware of your surroundings
Reality at times is astounding enough to get your heart
It's safe to assume, in all
That I'm one of the illest in the continents
Yo, you on my dick, thanks for the
You be fucked up by my Table of *begins fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been rhymin'
The fuckin tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' taking wing way back in the day of yo
mind

It' the the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Yo yo, it's the R to the, to the, T-S an' yo
I strike to excite, I just aim, I never miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a kiss
Toxic words that spill pages, for ages
Impacts like M-16's to 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' my mor-al by in-jure
We scramble, because game life is the gamble
your terrain, go against the grain
Invade your brain wit the collision causing
Sweep your sector, leavin' you 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 niggaz actin' shiest these
Wagin' wars, dynamics cuz I'ma slam it
You all this out out your mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, takin' bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but you still can't it
You told to sit back, still and chill
Niggaz bound to clap shots cuz all act ill
Wit a taste smilin' up in your face
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 whole
Smuggled tai, pack lyrics like Kya
Verbal messiah, when I cross I set a
MC went in doubt cuz I'm for hire