Luyện nghe bài hát Trinity

[Verse 1:
I phrases to glaciers
Have em come together in stages
Then turn down the temperature and em frozen into a solid foundation
Now to that this well produced amazement
The crash is enough, to have the world off it's axis a nudge
It'll take the likes of, Minds to construct new longtitude lines
In order to get but now, you're askin for too much
With minds put
I'm like an source of energy 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 plate, instead you're served trash
and Logic serve as my accomplices
And bring our own form of to show y'all onto this
Rhyme patterns across as astonishing
So I all right to feel 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: Louis
I spread a via viral infectious faculties
Applied so rappers cannot come back to me
Simply respect, or suffer the consequence
the effect of which is that of absent neglect
Wreakin' havoc, on speakin' magic
Castin' the curse on fashion emcees for fabric
Send 'em wandering through the
As far as careers short on mics
I'm what the NYPD is to
of have been, yet schooled
Engineers peep the of my mind
now they how the math went
L was made to ascend, is evident by my descent
Spreadin to west like European settlements
Sequence, but even, I'm
Self destructive explosive devices from my mind is everlastin'
Which me a Trojan horse of sorts
ya plasma until ya rhythm section hold the contorts
My stats in orator's sport
Draw more foolish than the Warren report
And the single theory

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