Luyện nghe bài hát The Dust Foot Philosopher

Yo, just imagine, like whistling a desert or some shit
Don't this make you swing like monkeys outta trees?

1]
I got no parameters,
amateur's famous,
All you getters,
caterers,
Our main are date of births,
On a verse,
Make a nigger play (move backwards),
with some soldiers here,
We over there,
The of niggers soldiers fear,
You gotta stare,
You got no option (no),
Please son,
I'm taking over like dealer cars to auctions,
Oh are hungry men,
These are men,
you got a lot of guts,
They'll call bluff,
Your is laughable,
Why you oh,
Why don't you just wrap to earn a capital?
And the shit that you spit,
And even sick,
If you was my physical you couldn't have my shit,
to my verse flow,
I get shit yo,
My so bright when I spit my lips glow,

The foot philosopher
Ripping up
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum

2]
And seen war and some,
Survived the son,
Kids play cops and robbers and not with the guns,
So yeah picture me,
And big brotherly,
Walking the fire,
We came to our victory,
And I roll with a pen,
I start a trend,
down a wack MC cause you know there's a lot of them,
Wait till my crashes,
Rip asses,
Women who give me neck suffer whiplashes,
I the masses,
Cause I'm nasty,
I heard to get a deal you had to lap dances,
This is serious,
it is,
The people something real,
Well yo it is,
My rhymes push back like a belly button dirty rutting,
I got stiff neck steady it aint nothing,
I got the track laid I'm fucking,
The only balls you got is outta cotton,

x2
The dusty philosopher
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum

3]
This is what you for,
Glad you the chorus,
a lot of rappers is getting treated like lady whores,
And I don't Babylon,
I like your song,
I like hearing that fake accent from Dylon,
The commentator,
it I'm a hater,
My mind is like your straight up cause it's made up,
I'm like babies with big gas ladies (yeah),
rock more fellahs than ten thousand daisies,
Harder than harbour and Bin Laden inside the bottom compound Donald Rumsfield and Bush blood,
Moving along people who don't want it,
if I had jewels I'd be the type who don't run it,
They call me dusty cause my have been through a lot,
The wisdom of my that's just due to a lot,
So I'm not gonna sit here and like crushed grapes,
My mind leaves you like duct tape,

x2
The dusty philosopher
Ripping up
at you officers da dum da dum da dum
The foot philosopher
Sicking up the
up the auditors da dum da dum da dum