Luyện nghe bài hát Third Stone From The Sun

Here the pecker
Wood mic
Sweet like
MC
Come again, keep the style I'm
You think I'm acid ???only super cold does it???
Feel the through your blood and cerebellum
And any man that defies, eyes be swellin'
So whatcha smellin', kid, I'll bust melon
Then I spit out the seed, you got dirty
You're done, dirt cheap, I'm on the don't sleep
Melee cause the circus, but bullets run
And talk is cheap, kid, time to make moves
It's time to make capital gains my brains
The song remains, the same as it was
And you can say my crew's fallin' but it does
I'm white chocolate, clockwork
Inter-dimensional like be sensual
My interplanetary tactic
Got ya wearin' vests like
My waters rock your sons and daughters
And I'll tell more lies than and rabbis
And all the allies put in a cipher
My skin's my cell, no on my life

Doin' time on the third stone the sun
Lucy got me on the run, kid, my gun
I'm dealin' the pressures, son, life ain't fun
Doin' time on the third from the sun

I'll be down and dirty by 2030
Sippin' off my forty, out in your shorty
Lordy, glory,
Like a big my sig's gonna boo ya
Do-a-ditty, oh what a
I'm blowin' up the spot Oklahoma City
We might terrorism and plagerism
And blood shot vision 'cause I smoke 'ism
If you got sob stories, kid, tell me 'bout 'em
'Cause them tin boots you I'm a lift you outta 'em
With two shots to your bid, I ain't kid
I know the games you runnin' and all the things you did
And say 'holy cow' if my gun go blaow
Click-bang, me do my thang
My in order, my attribute's eternal
And all you duck MC's are just like the Colonel
You're all fried chicken your back side lickin'
I'll play you like a with the ice pick stickin'
Out your eye socket and if I wanna it
I remelzee and pull it out my pocket
I pull it out my pocket, I pull it out my
Yeah, I remelzee and pull it out my pocket