Luyện nghe bài hát Tragedy of War (In III Parts)

Jus' is infinite

Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, it
The re-birth, of warfare biological
Delve into my world, overcome any obstacle
In your body we're aimin for the jugular
Kids take my like D.A. to drug smugglers
Jus the a prize, the lyrical Charmin
You fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit
In the wintertime yo I be killin Storm
Cluein your crew in to exactly who it
Jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions
Lyrical intrigue, the master of
Optimized computerization
Paradoxical acoustic bombing
My complexity fourth-dimensional in your mind
Check the index ego smashin
Propaganda bashin, the merciless
Pry apart bourgeoisie industry functions
Smoke the rhymes to give the microphone lung
You is straight slummin
A good investment, a earning
high anxiety burning off the fumes from my burners
My evil memoirs interleave
To get more niggaz high Kilimanjaro
Indelible be way out your league
So say goodbye, to like Key
Otherwise or the king of
Packed like a liquor store auto when check

Never before, have you been able to
So much cruelty, live and in
In the privacy, of own home

'El P is to spark it'

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

Quite simply for king of panic, implode
Bureaucratic backers my frantic ranting's
Fuck with up and like in my school is senseless
We all felt pain arranged from migraines to jaundice
Stepped the country bar flippin strictly Ebonics
Fell upon a M*A*S*H wounded
I practically and felt stony, vision I suppose
track that's just trapped in Japanime and molested
And can't recall the glance of the action was comfortable
from the tachyon synchronized
I settled directly down to it and studied for demise
frames proceed to safe tree that was splashed
The Jackson Pollack
Without directly coordinating men it's jump ship Down
Dissension, to kill the pig and pay the invention