Luyện nghe bài hát The C-quel

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(OVERLAP 1)
"I'll battle you on the net, battle you in the flesh
I'll battle you the phone you can call me collect"

"Verbally viscious, gifted,
Took a minute to that I'm sick with it"

"Have you any what I'll do to crews like you
How many in my career I've ran through"

"At 1000 degrees celsius I Emcees melt,
Fuck my label I appear courtesy of myself"

"Canibus is the type to for mics,
beatin' niggaz to death and beatin' dead to life"

"While you is babblin' my lyrics is travelin'
like a javelin to you in the abdomen"

"The athelete accurately rappin' so rapidly,
Yet he perfect sense mathematically"

"I walk the withe the G-Lock, C-ocked,
get the DR-op on the C-ops"

"The is a animal with a mechanical mandible
comin' to damage you understandable slang at you"

"Rhymes off the inner walls of my lungs
and go the tongue faster than bullets come out of guns

"Whenever the head is from the human body
with a sharp enough weapon the remains conscious for 10 seconds"

"What's the matter with ya'll, I'll ya'll,
against the muthafuckin' wall with raw lyrics I catapault

"I'll hop into the back of a cab and rhyme,
the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9!!!"

(Verse 1)
Yea, the C-Quel, the C-Quel, Yo!
I'm hardcore from the nappy in my pores
To every pore in my skull
Hard from my mouth to my
>From my jaws to my torso where my are stored
And my balls in my draws to the floor
I to God they hurry up and start the third World War
So I can start War 4 and murder us all
I don't give a if you rich or you poor
Don't give a if you got ya' picture in the Source of Forbes
I don't give a who won an award
On stage tryna' thank God I'll chop ya' tongue off wit' a
Let they pour all on the floor
If it a cordless, you gettin' punched in the jaw and hung wit' the cord
leave ya' corpse stiff as a board
Like frozen meat tryna' thaw then you under the morge
Gettin' in my way is jumpin' in front of a car
Breakin' the sound barrier, that means the car is in front of the
By the time you hear it blowin', it's too late to
By the you feel it hit chu, I'm gone
I'll ya' to hell where you belong
So by the ya' body hits the floor
Ya' spirit won't be in it no
Who flow for 4 minutes or more
breaks, without mistakes, without flaws
I got millions of and I mastered'em all
A metaphor matador fast enough to make the bullcharge and crash in the

(OVERLAP 2)
"Whoever grabs the mic me'll get booed
Get in the club thrown at you and ya' crew"

"I'm the nigga alive, watch me prove it,
I'll snatch ya' crown with ya' head attached to it"

"I battle you the respect, I'll you over a blank check
I'll battle you a gun to my neck"

"Ambushin' emcees, jumpin' out the trees like
in fatigues covered leaves"

"Next year, you'll be around the "How Can I Be Down"
conference with a laminate, that said "I Got By Canibus""

"Turn ya' head round the cheddar,
I'd be a lion for a day than a lamb who lives forever"

"Fuck ya'll, you don't impress me and no one can me,
an emcee so ill I got scared to catch me"

(Verse 2)
is what the hardcore niggas is waitin' on
Debatin' on what the is takin' so long
Well I'm here now, verbal ass bout to get shared out
Wack bout to get aired out
Faggit niggas get they ass out
Grab a wise man by his and rip his fuckin' beard out
Cold beat a ass like Stout
bust a shot in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out
A hundred mile warranty
Metaphorically, use a hundred thousand styles and murder you orally
I took a lion on tour me, made him respect authority
him in the head for trynna' roar at me
Lyrics got my loyalty
And there ain't nothin' on God damn planet that's worth more to me
In the of Hip-Hop niggas could corner me
Torture me, me then stitch me up like embroidery
Way back before gold-plated male and
RCA was used for crystal clear playback
I was trynna' blaze ADATS, and if a nigga said my demo was
I'd his ass and took my tape back
"Yea nigga" "What? Yeah take that"
Anybody get outta' line, get face slapped
fast, the Can-I-Bus'll buss yo' ass
Then I'll bust you wit' a blast
It's not fun so I laugh
To me this rap shit is as serious as, the of a loved one
You know how you be sad
That's how I feel when I grab the microphone but niggas understand
Canibus is unequivocably the illest killin' in the industry
For the century
Trapped in a max building
Sufferin' from a severe called brillance (echoes)