Luyện nghe bài hát Table of Contents (Parts 1 & 2)

Is this fast or speed?
Yea, knawsayin?, yea, Table of
wit it, one two, it's the Table 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, I'm bench-pressing
The mic chord is an extension of my
Delicate MC's sliced in my
My mind state is of the S-P
Connection, a part of me, South Philly through my arteries
Thought the 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 drastic
Lost ones out there, you better stand
The Dynasty, it be a world premier
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law that's car
You star gazing, the force facin' is the
the, double-O to the, T-S an'
Y'all niggaz in the mix, keep
The world traveler in the flesh question
Last seven years on tour without
Yo the kind of rapper you should testin'
simply, o-fficial Dundee
What I bring'll motivate to your whole country
Throw your hands up if y'all me to proceed wit
And carry out plans to leave wit
The title I'm watchin, Roots we run-ting
My Dundee for MC hunting
up and out the ring
Y'all niggaz on other, y'all loud as Don King
But wine drink within the danger zone
You need to be aware of your surroundings
Reality at times is astounding to get your heart pounding
It's to assume, in all confidence
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 Contents fading*
Bad Lieutenant, you I been since
The fuckin past tense, no delayin'
Or playin' taking wing 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 to excite, I just aim, I never miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a slight
Toxic words that spill pages, for ages
Impacts M-16's to twelve gauges
The rage is still in me, never act too
Scully down while you tilted off Henny
man begin pure but in this world of sin your
Holdin' tight my mor-al by
We scramble, this game life is the gamble
Vandalize terrain, go against the grain
your brain wit the collision causing division
Sweep sector, leavin' you niggaz for stool-pigeons
Sweep your sector, leavin' you for stool-pigeons
Sweep your sector, leavin' you niggaz for
My religion is a way of life, but the replays
Cuz actin' shiest these days
Wagin' wars, dynamics cuz I'ma slam it
You talkin' all this out out mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, always takin' for granted
Just a type of cat but you still can't understand it
You told to sit back, stand and chill
Niggaz to clap shots cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour-ass taste smilin' up in your
I'm like trust, never leavin' no trial or no
Disappear wit the wind, ? shows the
Twenty-five years of my life I to miss amend
the structure of a whole empire
Smuggled sealed tai, pack like Kya
Verbal messiah, when I I set a fire
MC went in doubt cuz I'm for hire