Luyện nghe bài hát The Bomb

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

You bow and vow to
See now, a with a style just boring me
So I K N O W
L E D G E it might 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 I dropped a dud in your face
you taste the blood of the bass

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

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

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

break up the fight let them rumble
Over the years I've watched go super-bad quick
Now the of the pen has got them sick to the stomach

Now ask yourself, stupid?
I take funky, funky and I loop it
And pimp slap you in the face 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 when gotta go and show their ass in
I gotta the hoes, yeah

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

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

To the brother that the herb
Everybody knocked to the curb like that
Jinx got the gat, and it's a
He'll kick a funky beat to peel cap

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

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

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

And if you try to the pot, son
You get kicked in the chest a shotgun
I make the beats, I the breaks
I make the that make you shake
Make you

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

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