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 exhibit I'm sick with it"

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

"At 1000 degrees I make Emcees melt,
my record label I appear courtesy of myself"

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

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

"The intellectual athelete accurately so rapidly,
Yet he makes sense mathematically"

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

"The Canibus is a animal with a mandible
comin' to damage you spittin' slang at you"

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

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

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

"I'll hop into the back of a cab and rhyme,
Till the meter 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 single pore in my
from my mouth to my jaws
>From my to my torso where my organs are stored
And from my balls in my draws to the
I pray to God they 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
give a fuck 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 blood pour all on the floor
If it ain't a cordless, you gettin' punched in the jaw and hung the cord
I'll leave ya' stiff as a board
Like meat tryna' thaw then bury you under the morge
in my way is like jumpin' in front of a car
Breakin' the sound barrier, that means the car is in of the horn
By the time you it blowin', it's too late to respond
By the you feel it hit chu, I'm gone
I'll ya' to hell where you belong
So by the time ya' body hits the
Ya' spirit be in it no more
Who could for 4 minutes or more
breaks, without mistakes, without flaws
I got of styles and I mastered'em all
A metaphor matador enough to make the bullcharge and crash in the wall

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

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

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

"Ambushin' emcees, jumpin' out the trees Vietnamese
in covered with leaves"

"Next year, be walkin' around the "How Can I Be Down"
with a laminate, that said "I Got Shitted-On 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 so ill I got AIDS scared to catch me"

(Verse 2)
Canibus is what the niggas is waitin' on
Debatin' on what the is takin' so long
Well I'm here now, verbal ass whippins bout to get out
Wack niggas bout to get out
niggas get they ass teared out
Grab a wise man by his and rip his fuckin' beard out
beat a niggas ass like Stout
Then bust a in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out
A thousand mile warranty
Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred thousand and murder you orally
I took a lion on tour me, made him respect authority
Smacked him in the head for roar at me
Lyrics got my loyalty
And there ain't nothin' on this God damn that's worth more to me
In the name of Hip-Hop niggas could me
Torture me, slice me then me up like embroidery
Way before gold-plated male and female
RCA jacks was used for crystal clear
I was trynna' ADATS, and if a nigga said my demo was wack?
I'd beat his ass and took my back
"Yea nigga" "What? Yeah take that"
Anybody get outta' line, get they face
Quick fast, the buss yo' ass
Then I'll bust you wit' a shotgun
not fun so I don't laugh
To me this rap shit is as serious as, the death of a one
You how you be feelin' sad
That's how I feel when I grab the microphone but niggas understand
Canibus is unequivocably the illest killin' machine in the
For the 20th
Trapped in a max building
Sufferin' a severe illness called brillance (echoes)