Luyện nghe bài hát Tibetan Black Magicians

Jedi Tricks... Canibus
Yo
I Mics bust the raw
Take flight the Yaw
Break your bicuspid with own jaw
Metaphors started menopause in your moms before you born
Technically you don't exist, God
A flick of the wrist, be gone
Lost in limbo like pig shit in a pig farm
I'm an I rip bars
Or burn your star 5 points
Plus the mic I thus far
I stomp on ya
Peel the top of your face off like an orange
And eat the
My God that horrid, eating MC's
Is like eating garbage they make me
prostates re-hydrate dry lakes
Wipe Ammonium Nitrate across the side of ya
Anthropomorph, illogically speaking I'm out of ya
Who can match the Bident with my top
of the earth, verses are merged into dirt
Heart line is flat lined the therapy era
go through re-synthesis
I leave em looking than Memphis
Without membership
Don't be an optimist and try to with Bis
You end up in an iced-out

[Vinnie
Every rapper better me
Coz Paz is a beast
And ya'll screaming for war but want peace
You trying ta through the fog where sun leaks
Ya to walk two dogs with one leash
You overstand the mathematics
How rip bars, walk through walls magic
Tibetan Magic, I'm a warlord
I'll stab you through your fucking temple with a
I'm a lord, I was baptised
To see the universal through a cats
Here come the skies;
It's all
I breathe life Jesus Christ's carcass!

Once I duct tape ya to the front of a trucks, face ya
Drive a brick wall, pull the park and brake up
Ask you for you of registration, say what?
I cant understand a you saying, you fuck!
Peel you off you drop on the floor
you to the manifold,
Make you put your mouth the exhaust
Squeeze your neck when you start to cough
I bet you never thought this happen just for pissing me off
I'm in for hardcore Hiphop, the father
Protecting rap like the of a Lobster
I'll on water, harpoon jackers
And drag em back to the harbour for the photographers
Now point four fingers and through binoculars
what Harry Potter did to Andrew Galotti, Kid
Whether enemies exchange energy
But you can't forgive and with an elephant memory
Coz You-Know-Who snatched the mic from
But lets keep that me and you!
Me and JMT,
Rippers rip your ass
I got an empty mag- Get em Paz!!!

[Vinnie
I get a bloodlust when I see a slug
Hit mug with a .38 snub and watch the blood rush
Nothings us, ya'll better back off
Cos you a like the Canaanite in Sackcloth
We busting off
It's a kill
It doesn't seem real when spleen spill
So listen to what im at y'all
La illaha, il il Allah
Come on y'all getting hit in the chest
Coz Vinnie Pazienz and Canibus is the
Ripping the
And all ya'll is ashes
I reading Koran in pitch blackness
I love reading the to bitch actors
I love the palms of bitch rappers!