Luyện nghe bài hát The Bomb

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

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

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

So
Others can't flow so go schizophrenic
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, believe ass out
You think raw so you draw

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

It's said your head burst
And this is only the first
Of the

Don't break up the fight let them
Over the years watched some go super-bad 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 slap you in the face with the
And the boom from the bomb that I drop,

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

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

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

To the that rolls the herb
Everybody getting knocked to the curb like
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 Who's the trick?
I got many, styles won't you take a pick
But don't be
I trip and stumble and fumble
And drop the, drop the

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
that make the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper don't like coppers

And if you try to the pot, son
You get kicked in the like a shotgun
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 kick you in the ass a
And never hesitate to stutter step
Or a repetition on the mic

dissing all the hype
From to right
How many left to
So what that Mob like?