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

Jus' style is

Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, it
The re-birth, of warfare biological
into my Water world, overcome any obstacle
In your frame we're aimin for the jugular
Kids take my styles like D.A. to smugglers
Jus the a prize, the lyrical Charmin
You fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit
In the wintertime yo I be Storm Troopers
Cluein your in to exactly who done it
Bigg Jus mind invention the battle of epic proportions
intrigue, the master of contortion
Optimized computerization
acoustic sound bombing
My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your
Check the under ego smashin
Propaganda bashin, meetin the
Pry apart bourgeoisie industry functions
Smoke the to give the microphone lung cancer
You is straight slummin
A good investment, a high-yield
Your high anxiety burning off the fumes my burners
My memoirs interleave intrigue
To get more niggaz high Kilimanjaro
Indelible confrontation be way out your
So say goodbye, to tomorrow Key
Otherwise or the king of
Packed a liquor store auto when check cashin

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

'El P is to spark it'

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

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