Luyện nghe bài hát The Spark

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

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

Look God, I walk around a edgy already
MC's come into my face, but my aim's steady
M-illitant is in most strategic plan
I float across seas and, breezed across
Standin', in these thoughts of murder
The of this world that's corrupted with sin
I'm always hittin', to MC's guessin'
For any transgression, in my
There be a blessing, and your explicit intoxicated
session, to stop stressin'
Me with the madness, puttin' on my had list
No sadness is felt, you and your cards get dealt
Jim Carrey ass niggaz start to
Impact like a buckle bein' swung off a belt
Any help for shelter, in the realms of a welter
My weight will tilt ya, hold alignments and change your
My attitude a product of
So sometimes for gratitude, you know you rely on me
Niggaz eyein' me, with looks of anxiety
Wonderin' what's in my heart, or piety
Yo, it depends on one, you bring to surface
At times I get trife, but to worship is my purpose
be blend with the tree, to spot an enemy
You cloggin' me up cat, now vacant the

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

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

I'm symbolic to a ballot, it's Malik
Don't approach with bullshit, I'm to call it invalid
Route your district, we keep it simplistic
No need for the rapper to talk, put it on
me the vault, or the safe, cause I'm on the paper chase
Wade through route states for bout thirty my waist
I'm tryin to get it, these bottlin' thoughts become acidic
one in the chamber, ready to aim and spit it
A and team made nigga cash just splintered
I take what you got to give, I got to live
The hour, I bet your ass you act sour
act up, but I still can pass dowa
I'm usin' new ways to try to reach these days
Instead of tryin' to take you under I make you wonder
I still fast, salaat, and pay zakaat
I didn't Hajj yet, but that's my next project
Livin' two lives, one of turn and one true lies
Keepin' a hoe, knowin' these hands my do'as
In the quarters livin' modest my nigga Trotter
I circle my foes, tawaf around the kaba
I to live life, like there was no mañana
Now I'm treatin' every breath, like it was honor
I'm Mill-itill-itant with the Fifth that stand
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 with, the terror that I stalk with
Now it's time to 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 terror that I with
Now it's time to shit

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