Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire in Which You Burn

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Fuckin' a nigga like myself your lyrics fail
Laverne's shows your record so unless the hoe's butt naked
You're a loser, decrepit, shoulda kept it to your
But you like, everybody, I'm a silly microphone crumb
You oughta to me, I flaunt essential vocally
First team all university your squad is benchin' locally
Don't joke to me, aiyyo dem niggaz ain't atomic
the comic niggaz gutsy, after the disembowelin'

Don't fuck around, I eat out with your shorty with the
And she be late for head, she want a and dreads
And thought of you, a little
My bring the epitome of bitterly jealous
Forever living minded trying to tell us
How you do it on the power-U, it's shit'll get props
Don't let me bring it God I swing it like little kid bops
So front I keep the vexin', but to the heads
Stay pleasant to the ears just think of Lauryn Hill on phone

poetic rhyme never ceases infinity
Forever smokin' the mic lyric I be open
high and no need to pass the Dutchie
I'm the living circle circle dot dot, can touch me
At my post, the most exalted, mind blower
When I rap it it's strictly, I can't believe he just said that
crews, who can't think straight sober
My flows over your head, I enjoy the aerial

Focus from the bird's eye, in my scenario, of
eatin' weaklings, we're bum rushin' like dirty communists
Raisin', my Iron Curtain revealin' my words the
No or giant serpents, the enlightened apostle
J-Treds, I lace heads like tennis players top
Not to cause a racket, or front the menace
My speak for themselves, so feel me
'Cause on the mic got more presence
Than in a class of schizophrenics, hear hear

Drink to pick up raps, intoxicating
Got your craving my living proof, mixture of and wine
To' up from just the flow but pass the liquor over
Henny dead even twisted I get open like Venetian blinds
Flow, the fire in which you burn slow
I indelible
J-Treds, Juggaknotz, to touch the you ought not
I remain

Check check check check check

I the Don Digital, slash, piranha
Alongside poor terrible surgeons, who comic perspectives
And how to get bent, that flaming Malatov shit
Unstoppable object hits wall and space split
rogue cherub got his own twisted agenda, catch that
Walkin' on flat lines, you witness me grow way corporate control
Let them eat cake, 'cause I myself as a mistake
Slipped through the quills with a barb stabbed, sharp in the gut

Now we can all become Lord of the
When this sees it's demise
Hold it up and try to destruct you get zapped with dead
The factions gigantic the fuck up and get touched
The group hugs you received your support group
Can't you from the bum rush

I'm known to slip arsenic mickies in soup then reform
With an unprecedented fierceness, display these of storm
I wasn't born in a manger but I received three gifts
Alphabetically listed Big Juss, Mr. Len, and I
See the field creatures scurry, I the killer,
Try to off of the pile but you choked on my motherfuckin' portion
within' my excrement bitch parody
Your insanity is my clarity, not to convention
Is a great war weapon, under the guise of institutionalism
But prison, the bad batch of jism

Who stands, who falls, this is the one the DJ lick the ass crack
On the wack I keep like Timothy Leary and or Ascap
The iron is non rustable, you're overrated
As in smoking or sonic contracts
That haven't thoroughly debated
Got my name up in your mouth like cock or
When every rhyme the official
New for wannabewriters

Catch a to the face on principle
Even when I say nothing it's a use of negative space
Indelibles is invincible, El-P don't the fuckin' name
on Colombo I know you figured this shit out
Nobody the same

It me great pleasure when true elements get together
And lace the track rough enough to withstand, any of weather
If you want it I got it, chemically up the seams
a poly-epoxy type of a mixture that be, fatal if you sniff it
These, stupid ones pop the
Then lean into the sound's
these styles straight box you up
Coming with clean thoughts, penetrating patterns
Not your comprehension but ejected wide beyond the barrel

Yo, catch the rarest glimpses of the planet once known as
That gravitated, before inner violence heated it up, it burnt
It be these two style niggaz who will rock off any beat you push
Cell therapy down south mob and special Ed's the bush
like this, for the niggaz who got caught sleepin' and didn't know
It be these four actors crazy kings, to revolve around CoFlow
Coming at you in a blazing orange vest thirty yard night scope
First day of deer hunting, you got out like the foreign Juss
Not the type of nigga to steal any too long son
I might lace you, leave the EP and then I'm gone