Luyện nghe bài hát Tragedy of War

Jus' style is

Yo, yo, it stink like rappers, check it
The re-birth, of warfare biological
Delve into my Water world, overcome any
In your body we're aimin for the jugular
Kids take my styles like D.A. to smugglers
Jus the acquisite a prize, the lyrical
You ridin fat, hoochies tryin to the summit
In the yo I be killin Storm Troopers
Cluein crew in to exactly who done it
Bigg Jus mind invention the king battle of proportions
Lyrical intrigue, the master of
Optimized virus
Paradoxical acoustic bombing
My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your
the index under ego smashin
Propaganda bashin, meetin the
Pry your bourgeoisie industry functions
Smoke the rhymes to the microphone lung cancer
You crabs is straight
A good investment, a high-yield
Your high burning off the fumes from my burners
My memoirs interleave intrigue
To get more niggaz high than
Indelible confrontation be way out league
So say goodbye, to tomorrow Key
or the king of action
Packed like a store auto when check cashin

Never before, have you able to witness
So much cruelty, and in color
In the privacy, of your own

'El P is here to it'

Alright that down though
One two
When I walk I out messages
with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear thespian
Forbidden got a stomach full of pop rocks and thumbtacks
Deaded, similar to cold war Asians as a law can effective
mister wizard blitzed by the kilometer don't resist
Shit fuel combat conglomerates
I'm on it like shit is in a bag via
Hostile stuck tryin to get his buck in a lottery
I'm not dead pilot a crop ahead of reservoir bound
Drop the payload, packed by the Dow Jones'
Got your holed up in a marble chest and rebels leak
Your basic components of a mechanized style
Fury has no pattern like the gain enslaves the

simply for both king of panic, implode
Bureaucratic backers provoke my frantic
Fuck with up and comers in my school is senseless
We all felt pain arranged from migraines to jaundice
into the country bar flippin strictly Ebonics
Fell upon a M*A*S*H unit
I froze and felt stony, vision I suppose
Memo track just trapped in Japanime and molested
And can't recall the glance of the action was comfortable
Shots from the synchronized
I directly down to it and studied for your demise
Skeletal frames proceed to safe tree was splashed
The Jackson Pollack
Without directly coordinating men it's jump Water Down
Dissension, to the pig and pay the rent invention