Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 2

Is this or normal speed?
Yea, knawsayin?, yea, of Contents
Fuckin wit it, one two, it's the Table of Contents, on
Uh yea, uh huh, yo

it out, you're now intuned to the sounds of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I limit to this profession
My voice physically fit, I'm bench-pressing
The mic chord is an of my intestine
Delicate MC's sliced in my
My mind is that of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a of me, South Philly through my arteries
Thought the dark one, fearsome, son
My vocal just a knuckle that sucker the drum
Hip-hop yo that's my hustle and it kill a
That Apart to drastic propor-tion
Lost out there, you better stand clear
The Fifth Dynasty, it be a premier
Cuttin' like 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 traveler in the flesh without
Last seven on tour without restin'
Yo the kind of you should reconsider testin'
Supreme simply, Dundee
What I bring'll motivate to your whole country
Throw your hands up if want me to proceed wit
And carry out strategic to leave wit
The title that I'm watchin, Roots we
My Dundee for MC hunting
Step up and out the
Y'all niggaz on other, y'all loud as Don King
But wine drink the danger zone lounging
You need to be more of your surroundings
Reality at times is astounding 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, for the compliments
You be up by my Table of Contents *begins fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I rhymin' since
The past tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' taking your wing way 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 slight
Toxic that spill over pages, for ages
Impacts M-16's to twelve gauges
The rage is still in me, never act too
Scully down creepin' you tilted off Henny
Many man begin pure but in this of sin your
Holdin' tight my by in-jure
We scramble, because this game is the gamble
Vandalize your terrain, go against the
Invade your brain wit the collision causing
Sweep your sector, leavin' you niggaz for
Sweep your sector, 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' these days
Wagin' wars, usin' dynamics cuz I'ma it
You all this out out your mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, always takin' bullshit for
Just a type of cat but you still can't understand it
You to sit back, stand still and chill
bound to clap shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a taste smilin' up in your face
I'm like trust, never leavin' no trial or no
wit the wind, ? shows the discipline
Twenty-five years of my I learned to miss amend
the structure of a whole empire
Smuggled sealed tai, pack like Kya
Verbal messiah, when I I set a fire
Wacker MC went in cuz I'm for hire