Luyện nghe bài hát Trinity

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

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

2: Louis Logic]
I spread a rhyme via infectious faculties
Applied chiropractically so rappers cannot come to me
Simply respect, or suffer the consequence
the of which is that of absent father neglect
Wreakin' havoc, on egos magic
Castin' the curse on emcees for region fabric
Send 'em wandering through the
As far as cuttin' short on mics
I'm the NYPD is to entrapment
of have been, yet schooled
Engineers peep the structure of my
now they wonder how the went
L was to ascend, which is evident by my descent
Spreadin east to west like settlements
Sequence, but even, I'm
Self explosive devices reactin' from my mind is everlastin'
Which makes me a horse of sorts
Drainin' ya plasma until ya rhythm section hold the
My stats in this sport
Draw more queries than the Warren report
And the bullet theory

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