Luyện nghe bài hát Trinity

[Verse 1:
I metamorph phrases to
Have em come together in liquid
Then turn the temperature and have em frozen into a solid foundation
Now added to that this well amazement
The crash is enough, to have the world tipped off it's a nudge
It'll take the likes of, Jedi Minds to construct new lines
In order to get around but now, you're for too much
With put together
I'm like an alternative source of like, electricity generators
Separators of the wack rap, to the world reknownst
Play the used parts' narrators
Rhyme gladiators, is we're referred as
Food for thought's took'n off your plate, instead served trash
and Logic serve as my accomplices
And bring our own form of to show y'all onto this
Rhyme patterns come as astonishing
So I have all right to myself to the point of genetalia fondlin'

We the three emcees rock that shit
Pick the twelve inch up and knock shit
"Louis Logic, L-L-Fudge, Ikon the hologram"

[Verse 2: Logic]
I spread a rhyme via viral faculties
chiropractically so rappers cannot come back to me
Simply respect, or suffer the consequence
the effect of which is that of absent father
Wreakin' havoc, on egos speakin'
Castin' the curse on fashion emcees for fabric
Send 'em wandering the labyrinth
As far as cuttin' short on mics
I'm what the NYPD is to
Epitome of have been, yet
Engineers peep the of my mind
now they wonder how the math
L was made to ascend, which is evident by my
east to west like European settlements
Sequence, but even, I'm
Self destructive devices reactin' from my mind is everlastin'
makes me a Trojan horse of sorts
Drainin' ya plasma until ya rhythm hold the contorts
My stats in this sport
Draw more foolish queries than the Warren
And the bullet theory

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[Verse 3: the Verbal Hologram]
You with me you won't survive
Ikon been live since eighty
Monosyllabic characters; crystallized
Hit them guys, in they eyes fuckin shrapnel
Bomb they castle, set fire unto chapel
Wrap a lasso 'round rappers who battle
Hologram with two bare hands, crush you to
Evil reverse time and bring diseases
Christians will worship and Muslims will worship Jesus
Kill all ya leaders, with my lyrical thesis
Rip out my fuckin' and eat it before I'm defeated
The one seated, on the throne within a forcefield
You'll get tossed and feel like Holden Caulfield
Raw deal, rappers that schism
Followed Solomon and him in at ya baptism