Luyện nghe bài hát Tibetan Black Magicians

Jedi Mind Tricks...
Yo
I Mics bust the raw
flight adjust the Yaw
Break your bicuspid your own jaw
Metaphors started menopause in your moms you were born
you don't even exist, God
A of the wrist, you'll be gone
Lost in like pig shit camouflaged in a pig farm
I'm an I rip bars
Or your star with 5 points
Plus the mic I ripped far
I on ya forehead
the top of your fucking face off like an orange
And eat the
My God sounds horrid, eating MC's
Is like eating garbage make me vomit
Discombobulate re-hydrate dry lakes
Wipe Ammonium across the side of ya face
Anthropomorph, illogically speaking I'm out of ya
Who can match the Bident my top speed
Scourge of the earth, verses are merged into
Heart is flat lined through the therapy era
Sentences go through
I leave em looking than Memphis
Rockefeller membership
Don't be an optimist and try to rock Bis
You end up in an sarcophagus

Paz]
Every rapper better me
Coz Vinnie Paz is a
And ya'll steady screaming for war but peace
You trying ta walk the fog where sun leaks
Ya trying to walk two dogs with one
You overstand the mathematics
How rip bars, walk walls perform magic
Black Magic, I'm a warlord
I'll you through your fucking temple with a floorboard
I'm a born lord, I was
To see the universal through a eyes
come the black skies;
It's all
I breathe into Jesus Christ's carcass!

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

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