Luyện nghe bài hát The Bomb

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

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

Then I transform a Decepticon
With a mic as a
In my palm
But I stay calm

So
Others can't flow so they go
You thought I dropped a dud in your
Until you taste the of the bass

you faint, or better yet pass out
When I'm on the mic, it's ass out
You you're raw so you draw

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

said that your head burst
And this is only the verse
Of the

Don't up the fight let them rumble
Over the years watched some go super-bad quick
Now the of the pen has got them sick to the stomach

Now ask yourself, who's
I take funky, funky and I loop it
And slap you in the face with the bass
And the boom from the bomb that I drop,

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

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

The system ain't
They want to put a brother in Folsom
And others see me on
But I come up foul then get knocked out, word

To the brother rolls the herb
Everybody getting knocked to the curb that
got the gat, and it's a fact
He'll kick a beat to peel your cap

Now who's the mack? Who's the hoe? the trick?
I got many, many styles won't you a pick
But don't be
When I trip and stumble and
And drop the, the bomb

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

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

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

Ice Cube never caught in the
I make shit to you in the ass a little
And still never hesitate to step
Or a repetition on the mic

dissing all the hype
From to right
How many to fight?
So what that Lench Mob