Luyện nghe bài hát Third Stone From The Sun

Here come the
mic wrecker
Sweet like
MC
Come again, keep the style I'm
You think I'm droppin' acid ???only super cold does
Feel the rushin' through blood and cerebellum
And any man that defies, eyes will be
So smellin', kid, I'll bust your melon
I spit out the seed, you got dirty deeds
You're done, dirt cheap, I'm on the greek don't
Melee the circus, but bullets run deep
And talk is cheap, kid, time to make moves
It's to make capital gains with my brains
The song remains, the same as it was
And you can say my crew's but it never does
I'm white chocolate, apocalypse
like Prince be sensual
My interplanetary sub-galactic
Got ya wearin' like prophylactics
My verbal waters rock your sons and
And I'll tell more lies than and rabbis
And all the allies put together in a
My skin's my cell, no parole on my

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

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