Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen

[pharoahe
Comin ahh, ahh
I'm comin like a trucker!
Watch your *screech* you can't steer it
Face the bass; crumb you run you hear it
It's the most incredible rap individual
Piles up, like cases in queens
Country criminal court, shorty, back
Nigga you watch it, my whole herd's packin
Fuck rappin, take it to the corner of the block
And with the (techs) and the (glocks)
But if you like it to the stage and mic it
dere, that's how I like it, uhh
Hit me in the face why ya
Prince po will hunt ya and puncture your doll
Pharoahe, I'm no to a rhythm I whip it
Then I it's name and change it's religion
Then I chop the foot off the beat
For to escape the track, now it's obsolete
just the state of mind that I'm in when i...

I, I used to play beats on the table
it really enables me to stay stable inside of my mind
Thus allowing me to and then shine
This is a process will occur in due time
Bust, everything I is activated
I file are not decaffinated, I'm rough
Tougher than tonka, why I electrify the sky
As if I was
Kids follow me and my like willy wonka
Silly, I and conquer, the cult and brainwash
And squash your little minds rhymes
Rhymes are rituals
So I say motherfucker, bitch-ass and glock to spark brain
Not to sell units, you
They say motherfucker, bitch-ass and
For the table of contents symbol au
Hey you, you can't deny when I bust the whole block scatters
of matter shatter mad glass and what not
Crazy medical attention is needed to make a cop stop
Then I'm proceedin up the block with po, renegade
Raps shatter like grenades
I rip your shit sinead when i...

Pa-pa-pa power, augh, I got the power
a pen and a pad I'll be back in an hour
With some more fat shit, I tell your empty
Teachin I'm kickin the poor shit now
La-di-da, I it la-di
Live at a gras, or even at a party
me bacardi (hah) I smoke blunts
Stunts I wanna hump, chumps I pump em full of *blam*
I never ask the to "jump"
I kick a rhyme, that ask-es you to use mind
Flippin it for the masses, kickin a lot of
The m-o-n-c-h-e I drink, of brew
With the that rolls deeper than the mediterranean
Here the rain again!
Flowin on my head a memory, now I got energy
for the enemies, that's in the industry
Who don't wanna be with me, I say fuck em
my dick, from the back
With a straw, you lazy whore
Do shit to make a dick expand but whatcha did
No chief, no
Mooley, what am I an

[prince
Asshole!
am i? ... ahh! uhh! mmm, hah!