Luyện nghe bài hát The Spark

Yo, the feet that I with
The ears that I with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I with
Now it's time to shit

Yo, the feet I walk with
The that I hear with, the eyes that I see with
The that I talk with, the terror that I stalk with
Now it's time to shit

Look God, I walk a little edgy already
Y'all MC's come my face, but my aim's steady
M-illitant is skilled in most plan
I float seas and, breezed across land
Standin', in these thoughts of within
The structure of world that's corrupted with sin
I'm always hittin', to leave MC's
For any transgression, in my
There will be a blessing, and your intoxicated
Buddha session, to stressin'
Me with the madness, niggaz on my had list
No sadness is felt, you and your cards get dealt
Jim Carrey ass niggaz start to
like a buckle bein' swung from off a belt
Any help for shelter, when in the of a welter
My will tilt ya, hold alignments and change your filter
My attitude a product of
So for gratitude, you know you can't rely on me
Niggaz eyein' me, with of they anxiety
what's in my heart, velocity or piety
Yo, it on which one, you bring to surface
At times I get trife, but what to worship is my
Malik be blend with the tree, to spot an
You cloggin' me up cat, now the vicinity

Yo, the feet I walk with
The ears that I hear with, the eyes I see with
The that I talk with, the terror that I stalk with
Now time to spark shit

Yo, the feet I walk with
The that I hear with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I talk with, the that I stalk with
Now it's to spark shit

I'm symbolic to a ballot, it's Malik
approach with bullshit, I'm quick to call it invalid
Route through your district, we it simplistic
No need for the to talk, put it on halt
Show me the vault, or the safe, I'm on the paper chase
through route states for bout thirty down my waist
I'm tryin to get it, these rain bottlin' thoughts become
one in the chamber, ready to aim and spit it
A and team made nigga cash just splintered
I what you got to give, cause I got to live
The hour, I bet your ass you act sour
Might act up, but I still can dowa
I'm usin' new ways to try to reach these better
Instead of tryin' to take you I just make you wonder
I fast, make salaat, and pay zakaat
I didn't make Hajj yet, but that's my project
Livin' two lives, one of and one with true lies
Keepin' a hoe, knowin' these hands into my
In the quarters livin' modest with my Trotter
I circle my foes, tawaf around the kaba
I used to live life, like was no mañana
Now I'm every breath, like it was your honor
I'm Mill-itill-itant with the that stand firm
a pillar, I'm I and T-L like Manilla

Yo, the that I walk with
The ears I hear with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I with
Now it's to spark shit

Yo, the that I walk with
The ears that I with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I with, the terror that I stalk with
Now it's time to shit

This is it's all about