Luyện nghe bài hát Table Of Contents Part 2

Is this fast or normal
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 to the sounds of the
R to the, double-O to the, T-S and I stretch limit to this
My voice physically fit, tracks I'm
The mic chord is an extension of my
Delicate MC's sliced in my
My mind state is of the S-P
Connection, Pennsy a part of me, Philly through my arteries
Thought the one, fearsome, slump son
My vocal just a knuckle sucker punched the drum
Hip-hop yo that's my and it kill a kingdom
That Fall Apart to propor-tion
Lost ones out there, you better 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, guessin'
The world traveler in the flesh question
Last seven years on tour restin'
Yo the kind of rapper you should testin'
simply, o-fficial Dundee
What I bring'll to move your whole country
Throw your hands up if y'all me to proceed wit
And carry out strategic to leave wit
The title that I'm watchin, Roots we
My Dundee for MC hunting
up and out the ring
Y'all on some other, y'all loud as Don King
But wine drink within the danger zone
You need to be more of your surroundings
Reality at times is astounding 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 *begins fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been rhymin'
The fuckin past tense, fuck no
Or playin' taking your way back in the day of yo
Motherfuckin'

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 never
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a slight
Toxic words that spill pages, for ages
Impacts like M-16's to gauges
The rage is still in me, never act too
Scully down creepin' while you off Henny
Many man begin pure but in this of sin your
Holdin' tight my mor-al by
We scramble, because game life is the gamble
Vandalize terrain, go against the grain
Invade your brain wit the collision division
Sweep sector, leavin' you niggaz 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' these days
wars, usin' dynamics cuz I'ma slam it
You talkin' all out out your mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, always bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but you still can't it
You told to sit back, still and chill
bound to clap shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass taste smilin' up in your
I'm like trust, never no trial or no trace
Disappear wit the wind, ? the discipline
Twenty-five years of my life I learned to amend
Peep the structure of a empire
Smuggled sealed tai, pack lyrics Kya
Verbal messiah, I cross I set a fire
MC went in doubt cuz I'm for hire