Luyện nghe bài hát The 8th Samurai

M.U.R.S a nigga to rip a microphone
Leave you in the zone
Much to to clone
Master of urban rhyme science
my legendary alliance
9th wonder of the right after the giant
East Oakland California is where we
The to leave compititions silent
See rarely that B in emcee
Thought i'd it to u straight
At the one eight degree
And I be the man
Receiving certificates
Cause this shit will get heard a million
Rhymes so intricate heads will have to
I feel like quiting
Until I hear a nigga up there a microphone
bullshitin, I'm that's koo shut the fuck up
If he knew i was sitting
Got a Rhyme for everytime
A beady touch my lip, an been added to the
For about five years so makes
Eighteen thousand two hundred
Dope rhymes just to hit ear
Calculations nigga master the equation
Cause and understanding
supreme, so i suggest your ass
Get with the winning team
and in it to be 9
Niggas know to strike out like Doc Gutton
Once they've met with my
So wanting to and fuck up
My herbs run average, turn one savage
Raise to let you
I got a grip of
You still at that Grabbing stage, to it stage
to kick, like bet money underneath my feet
Your shit weak, But so far from sticking me And these wack
muthafuckers mix
Like music to drive by and way to
So these get ate quick
Couple punk got me thinking Freestyle battles ain't shit
so my ass is to quit, but this rap game
Got to glitches
For Underground rap shows
Not enough and way to many bitches