Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 2

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

Check it out, you're now intuned to the of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I stretch limit to this
My voice fit, tracks I'm bench-pressing
The mic is an extension of my intestine
Delicate MC's in my delicatessan
My state is that of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a part of me, South Philly through my
the dark one, fearsome, slump son
My vocal just a 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 better clear
The Fifth Dynasty, it be a premier
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law that's car
You star gazing, the y'all facin' is the
R-to the, to the, T-S an'
niggaz in the mix, keep guessin'
The world traveler in the without question
seven years on tour without restin'
Yo the of rapper you should reconsider testin'
Supreme simply, o-fficial
What I bring'll motivate to move your whole
Throw your hands up if want me to proceed wit
And carry out strategic to leave wit
The title that I'm watchin, we run-ting
My atire for MC hunting
up and out the ring
Y'all niggaz on some other, y'all as Don King
But drink within the danger zone lounging
You need to be more of your surroundings
at times is astounding enough to get your heart pounding
It's safe to assume, in all
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 fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been since
The fuckin 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, it's the R to the, to the, T-S an' yo
When I strike to excite, I just aim, I miss
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 twelve
The rage is still in me, act too friendly
Scully down creepin' while you off Henny
Many man begin pure but in this of sin your
Holdin' tight my by in-jure
We scramble, because game life 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, leavin' you niggaz for
Sweep your sector, leavin' you niggaz for
My religion is a way of life, but the trife
Cuz niggaz actin' shiest these
Wagin' wars, usin' dynamics cuz I'ma it
You talkin' all this out out mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, always takin' bullshit for
a cool type of cat but you still can't understand it
You told to sit back, still and chill
Niggaz bound to clap shots cuz all act ill
Wit a sour-ass taste smilin' up in face
I'm trust, never leavin' no trial or no trace
wit the wind, ? shows the discipline
Twenty-five of my life I learned to miss amend
the structure of a whole empire
Smuggled sealed tai, lyrics like Kya
Verbal messiah, when I cross I set a
MC went in doubt cuz I'm for hire