Luyện nghe bài hát The Guidelines

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Asalaam alaikum, of good will
I offer you the greeting of manifested skill
To reveal the open-end chapter
As real as the flesh you're embodied in
To the skull cavity your mind is rotting in, be riding in
And there might been a slight, rotation warp to curve
The course of course, I'm cordial I'm reportin'

I distort, I don't contort
Connect, conduct, collect, or conceal
In full control of the roll of the
My are my appliance to decipher the science
defiance with the high-tech mic check
The buttons that flashed, I for absolute destruction
structure is lifted from the ground
The foundation mound is broke, so you float

I'm in what is known as beat
Let it be shown, every enzyme is
In time, you'll see the of the pulse pump
Rapidly, heart rate, happily
I to be the dark man who holds the charts
I arch my horizontal line to make a
But it ain't the though, yo
The tried and true pros are chasing gold

Sliding through holes like small
obviously evident, my embellishment peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
'Cuz Big Ace is the spinner, in the
Inventor, and I to be a winner meaning
I'll be in the outer ovaries, overload, overboard
hearin' oversees more, than the eye
Can I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist,
The way I this landscape, automatically makes this, vivid
I it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot

I love it, learn to it, then give you my exhibit
Not inhibited, not a little bit when I'm inclined
My attempts to redefine hip-hop guidelines
And you can play the sidelines, rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to your hip-hop guideline
You can play the sideline, write in your spare time
'Cuz I'd rather stimulate your mind emulate your purpose
And we only touched on the surface of the serpent

Consider me of the dust, in the dusk
I must collect the samples the rust
the crust then trust no living
Driven by the sonic, language
Your ashes the flashes, of the neon
From beyond, kind of planet could I be on?
I don't know, but I'ma be on for eons, and
While many think that can never play out
Get trapped in a time frame and never their way out

I off the dramatization and I balance
Always the challenge
To show the world the incredible
I cut the corners, smooth out the
Worthlessness is just half of the
I read the kid, I did every column
I note the animal kingdom, and the
Whylum style 'em they get to hit the target

I mark it on the bullseye, of and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark streets of your ground
I suggest that you warn your
I inhabit the oxygen, mark off the
You never forget to remember the lone wolverine
biologist machine with the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, hurdle
like girdle, and my word'll be the last

I incubate every millennium
I fast and I hibernate, to any of 'em
I am potent,
No color, no odor, no taste, no parts
No heart, no head, just a
The darkest days come, before the light
I watch my watch and stand right the mic
By the powers, vested in me, I MC's

for thought, caught on to the end of the rope and swung
Then stood as if I was on a cliff
Not beneath sticks, my feet are made of
When I walk my footprints indent
I am not nor am I unusual
Nor am I to, hideous crimes
Every city is and trapped in my mind

the spinal tap as the final rap climbs
My attempts to your hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, write in your spare time
My to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
You can the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
I have become the night owl on the prowl
Master of the free style 'cuz I'm, om-nipotent

I'm, some, government experiment is out of control
I'm some big black hole
I square up, select, and every tangle
I up, and you can try, any angle
Bermuda, but I bury the barracuda
Then I'm, octagon in the wind with the