Luyện nghe bài hát The Bomb

It's like a holocaust to the boss I toss
Too much knowledge then you're lost
In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the
And I control mind like Hitler

You bow and vow to
See now, a sucker a style just boring me
So I K N O W
L E D G E it trouble you

Then I transform like a
With a mic as a
In my palm
But I don't calm

So
can't flow so they go schizophrenic
You I dropped a dud in your face
Until you the blood of the bass

Then you faint, or better yet out
When I'm on the mic, believe ass out
You think you're raw so you

You lose, you're hung, you your tongue
The whole town saw in awe as you
A noose on neck, and you dangle
From to side in the blazing heat
beat, you're dead, the fools fell off
You feel turning red

It's said that head burst
And this is only the verse
Of the

Don't break up the let them rumble
Over the years I've watched some go quick
Now the smell of the pen has got sick to the stomach

Now ask yourself, who's
I take funky, funky beats and I it
And pimp you in the face with the bass
And the boom from the bomb I drop, stop

You have a top as a fashion
I love black women with a
But they gotta go and show their ass in
I clown the hoes, yeah

You watch the ones with the big derrieres
steer you wrong
Ice Cube's got it on, hit me
For the gangster two times for the gangster rhyme

The system wholesome
They to put a young brother in Folsom
And others see me on
But I come up foul then they get knocked out,

To the brother rolls the herb
Everybody getting to the curb like that
Jinx got the gat, and a fact
He'll kick a funky to peel your cap

Now who's the mack? Who's the hoe? the trick?
I got many, many styles you take a pick
But be alarmed
When I and stumble and fumble
And the, drop the bomb

I'm solo, you ask how I'm
dropping more shit than a pigeon

the L, the E, the N, the C, the H
The M, the O, the B, the
Lyrics that make the swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper don't like coppers

And if you try to the pot, son
You get in the chest like a shotgun
I make the beats, I make the
I make the rhymes that make you
you find

Ice Cube caught in the middle
I make shit to kick you in the ass a
And still never to stutter step
Or bust a on the mic

dissing all the hype
From left to
How many to fight?
So what Lench Mob like?