Luyện nghe bài hát Tender Verses

First verse: poetry

I be the prince, mastermind of lyrical bomb
Green beret just to it to the next
Lets, observe this worldwide, the status?
Lies alibis and racism is at us
So I dive take cover, pull out to back
Tight fisted rap type cat fly shit on the map
One of the most illustrious emcees livin ya
Styles that it'll fit ya
Sit ya down my intergalactic type sound
With a little common sense and soul
While the punding of stress builds time to prove
Attica blues from the dept, collect mine's cos I paid my dues
Uhh, emerging up from teh organized
Keeping this shit tender, from new to london
Plunge in and dept gets swept
For lunging at a ground layer, player, now monche is the drums
In, uhh.

Second pharoahe monch

Who flips in to two
Turning poison dipped
At foes, and crews who to not pay dues
niggas that act up in my scenery, cinema
Why I'm a nigga that's eminent
In size like buildings, plus sky scrapers fly
But pharoe does not stick to fly
I, fluctuate
Way beyond points of vanishing, emcees
Managing rhymes are damaging space time continuums
Continually I collect emcees as
In of those once defeated in rap tournaments.

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

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