Luyện nghe bài hát The Guidelines

Let's
Asalaam alaikum, people of will
I offer you the greeting of thought skill
To reveal the open-end chapter
As real as the that you're embodied in
To the cavity your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And there might have a slight, rotation warp to curve
The course of course, I'm when I'm reportin'

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

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

Sliding through holes like rodents
It's obviously evident, my embellishment peaks at I.Q.
'Cuz Big Ace is the spinner, in the
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, makes this, vivid
I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the

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

Consider me part of the dust, in the
I must the samples from the rust
Penetrate the then trust no living
Driven by the sonic, passion
Your spark 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 they can never play out
Get trapped in a time frame and find their way out

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

I it on the bullseye, of flies and the buffalo wing in the sky
My sparks the dark streets of your resting ground
I that you warn your town
I inhabit the oxygen, off the memory
You will forget to remember the lone wolverine
Marine biologist with the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, over
Tight like girdle, and my be the last

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

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

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

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