Luyện nghe bài hát The Guidelines

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Asalaam alaikum, people of will
I offer you the of thought manifested skill
To finally the open-end chapter
As real as the flesh that you're in
To the skull cavity your is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And might have been a slight, rotation warp to curve
The of course, I'm cordial when I'm reportin'

I distort, I don't contort
Connect, conduct, collect, console or
In full of the roll of the wheel
My eyes are my appliance to the science
Omitting defiance with the mic check
The buttons flashed, I pushed for absolute destruction
structure is lifted from the ground
The foundation mound is broke, so you around

I'm embedded in what is known as
Let it be shown, every is complete
In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse
Rapidly, heart rate, marched
I happen to be the man who holds the charts
I arch my horizontal line to make a
But it the same though, yo
The tried and true pros are chasing fool's

Sliding holes like small rodents
It's obviously evident, my peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
Big Ace is the spinner, in the center
Inventor, and I plan to be a meaning
be in the inner outer ovaries, overload, overboard
Overseas oversees more, than the eye
Can I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist,
The way I shape this landscape, automatically this, vivid
I give it a rivet, hold it, at the pivot

I love it, learn to live it, 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, write rhymes in your spare
My to redefine your hip-hop guideline
You can play the sideline, rhymes in your spare time
'Cuz I'd rather stimulate your than emulate your purpose
And we have only on the surface of the serpent

Consider me of the dust, in the dusk
I must the samples from the rust
Penetrate the then trust no living
Driven by the sonic, language
Your ashes spark the flashes, of the
From beyond, kind of planet could I be on?
I know, but I'ma be on for eons, and eons
While many think they can never play out
Get trapped in a time and never find their way out

I stay off the dramatization and I
Always seeking the
To show the world the talents
I cut the corners, smooth out the
Worthlessness is half of the problem
I read the grid kid, I did column
I the animal kingdom, and the phylum
Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the

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

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

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

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

I'm, some, government that is out of control
I'm from some big hole
I square up, select, and rec'd tangle
I up, and you can try, any angle
Bermuda, but I bury the barracuda
Then I'm, in the wind with the pollen