Luyện nghe bài hát Tender Verses

First prince poetry

I be the prince, of lyrical bomb threats
Green beret to take it to the next
Lets, observe this worldwide, what's the
Lies alibis and racism is at us
So I dive take cover, out to bust back
Tight fisted rap type cat with fly on the map
One of the most illustrious livin wit' ya
hoping that it'll fit ya
Sit ya down peep my intergalactic sound
With a little sense and some soul
While the punding of stress builds it's time to
Attica blues from the dept, collect mine's cos I already my dues
Uhh, emerging up from teh dungeon
Keeping shit tender, from new york to london
Plunge in mega-knowledge and dept gets
For lunging at a ground layer, player, now monche is bringing the
In, uhh.

Second verse: pharoahe

Who in to two dimensions
Turning poison dipped
At foes, and who choose to not pay dues
Those niggas act up in my scenery, cinema
Why when I'm a that's eminent
In size tenement buildings, plus sky scrapers fly
But pharoe does not to fly paper
I, aeon
Way beyond of vanishing, vanishing emcees
Managing rhymes that are space time continuums
Continually I collect as ornaments
In rememberance of those once in rap tournaments.

"from to pen, from pen to...."

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