Luyện nghe bài hát The Spark

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

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

Look God, I around a little edgy already
MC's come into my face, but my aim's steady
M-illitant is skilled in most strategic
I float across seas and, breezed land
Standin', in thoughts of murder within
The structure of this world corrupted with sin
I'm always hittin', to leave guessin'
For any transgression, in my
There will be a blessing, and your intoxicated
Buddha session, to stop
Me the madness, puttin' niggaz on my had list
No sadness is felt, you shuffled and cards get dealt
Jim Carrey ass niggaz to melt
Impact a buckle bein' swung from off a belt
Any help for shelter, when in the of a welter
My weight will ya, hold alignments and change your filter
My attitude a product of
So sometimes for gratitude, you know you can't on me
Niggaz me, with looks of they anxiety
Wonderin' in my heart, velocity or piety
Yo, it depends on which one, you bring to
At times I get trife, but to worship is my purpose
Malik be blend the tree, to spot an enemy
You cloggin' me up cat, now vacant the

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

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

I'm to a ballot, it's Abdul Malik
Don't approach with bullshit, I'm quick to it invalid
Route through your district, we it simplistic
No need for the rapper to talk, put it on
Show me the vault, or the safe, cause I'm on the chase
Wade through states for bout thirty down my waist
I'm to get it, these rain bottlin' thoughts become acidic
With one in the chamber, to aim and spit it
A girlfriend and team made nigga cash just
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 can pass dowa
I'm usin' new ways to try to reach better days
Instead of tryin' to take you under I just make you
I fast, make salaat, and pay zakaat
I didn't make Hajj yet, but my next project
Livin' two lives, one of turn and one with lies
Keepin' a hoe, knowin' these hands my do'as
In the quarters livin' with my nigga Trotter
I circle my foes, like tawaf the kaba
I used to life, like there was no mañana
Now I'm treatin' every breath, like it was your
I'm Mill-itill-itant with the Fifth that firm
a pillar, I'm I and T-L like Manilla

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

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

This is what it's all