Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen

[pharoahe
ahh, comin ahh
I'm comin a redneck trucker!
Watch your back you can't steer it
Face the crumb you run when you hear it
the most incredible rap individual style
Piles up, like drug cases in
criminal court, shorty, step back
Nigga you oughta watch it, my herd's packin
Fuck rappin, let's take it to the of the block
And with the (techs) and the (glocks)
But if you would like it to the and mic it
dere, that's how I like it, uhh
Hit me in the why don't ya
po will hunt ya and puncture your voodoo doll
Pharoahe, I'm no slave to a I whip it
Then I take it's name and change it's
Then I the foot off the fuckin beat
For trying to escape the track, now obsolete
That's just the state of that I'm in when i...

I, I used to play beats on the table
This it really me to stay stable inside of my mind
Thus allowing me to climb and shine
is a process that will occur in due time
Bust, everything I thrust is
Styles I are not decaffinated, I'm rough
Tougher than tonka, why I even the sky
As if I was
follow me and my phillies like willy wonka
Silly, I assault and conquer, the and brainwash
And squash your little minds with
that are rituals
So I say motherfucker, and glock to spark brain cells
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 caps the block scatters
Scraps of matter shatter mad and what not
Crazy medical attention is needed to a cop stop bleedin
Then I'm proceedin up the block prince po, renegade
Raps shatter shows grenades
I rip your shit like when i...

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

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