Luyện nghe bài hát The 8th Samurai

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