Luyện nghe bài hát The Dust Foot Philosopher

Yo, just imagine, like whistling down a or some shit
this make you wanna swing like monkeys outta trees?

1]
I got no parameters,
This 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 coming there,
The kind of soldiers fear,
You gotta stare,
You got no option (no),
relax son,
I'm taking over like drug dealer to auctions,
Oh are hungry men,
These are men,
you got a lot of guts,
They'll your bluff,
Your is laughable,
Why you oh,
Why don't you just sandwiches to earn a capital?
And the shit that you spit,
And have 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
up kilometers
Winking at you da dum da dum da dum
The foot philosopher
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum

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

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

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

x2
The dusty philosopher
Ripping up
at you officers da dum da dum da dum
The dusty foot
up the monitor
Waking up the da dum da dum da dum