Luyện nghe bài hát Unseen World

[mad
Yeah
Time for lyrical to your gut
to wack mc's
First up is my lonnie b

b]
First up to it liver, I catch wreck like drunk drivers
Been through many battles but I left no
So whassup? those want a beef nigga bring it on
Cause when I'm done, it'll be my dick that swingin on
From the way I say my rap
I people more excited than a faggot that got a pap smear
The crooked rap sensation, I ain't to be fucked with
You better off practicin
Line line I bring excitement like a hooker
So put rubbers on your ears, then diaphragms on woofer
As the rhyme buster, mic clutcher, from
Show the real definition of the word
(southside!) the place where I so
nas nas, that _it ain't hard to tell_
Who's the best, blessed with lyrical, context that
Just like that girl that got shot in +fresh+
Word to momma, I'm hotter that nigga with the bomber
Leather pants on, in hell holdin hands with dahmer
Yo, let me make this clear - I the baddest rapper out there
But take his place until he get here

The sun shitter, all-star spitter
? and asteroid transfixer
Upchucks the medicine, chest of
In a fantasy, sign language
I hit worlds, and my sperm gives birth
To septuplet plants
Check my tympanic time pulse
By the of the immortal one
I am the poisonous priest of fifty until the ?
So every naked ape on bow down in silence
To the slumlord, of all reality
Ironic sodomizes your mentality
Science super-mystics and join in wedlock
So my freon cyrogenics make your head rot pop then
galactic cryathallic mechany mal ? ?

Preposterous, ice in my drop, that's niggaz
When I bend prisms and ride in your eutrichula
Malopropism is none, when I cerebrum in your brain pan
Mixin ooze, your state of bein and
shrinks, accepts it when
I bite flatten your head
Richencypholic of my cosmorama, astrophysical
one, individual stands
And cosmic radiation as a cosmetic
To beautify inner fantastic, flow
So, writing weak rhymes to your boomin is no mo'
When I arthritic rheumatism
In dosages in sterile toxosins,
the schlerois, of your trickanumerolagia
Understand, who are you, to defend against,

[mad
Yeah the northside click, the spot
The forever people, the spot
Dj street, rocks the
To the roc comin next, time to get your

[lil'
Yo, umm, I knock out yo' lies
There is you need to know
mo' grounds than aftershocks from the earthquakes in san fran'
More determination a bull, seein redman
Imagine, technic glare where? ? ? +
Competition say I be display em in a photo album
has the other file
Bein flamboyant ? herbal user, slash, barracuda
key maneuvers like silent troopers of styles
? ? to split your wig and nip eyebrows
Go to and greet the stars, huh
Started chewin on the milky way, thought it was the bar
You get the gong cause we niggaz do
And if you're young, and in love, do the moves of michael
Singin songs, big up to my northside
the brotherhood, how I recognize

I've been, detonatin exposives
Rambo soldiers like the black trials of moses
Madness and wisdom accelerates my
No attackin my of life, cause I got ten of em
Dangerous, killin images
My warfare dreads be just nemesis
Infiltrates, holy massacres like ?
My break down prisons for missionaries
In it to survive, so enlist, in
My non-exist thinkin lead, to casualties
I'm battlin, invadin,
Makin sure don't nuttin move in your
Don't my threats as just talk
And the raise of a hand can make, worlds haltin
The almighty, gods and nations lost
Cause when my shit hits I leave like sawed-offs

skillz]
Yo, it's the mad layin verses like tile
Niggaz go impotent, when I kick these ass freestyles
Wack mc's get mad and look at me
they used to be the shit, like mcdonald's on broad
It's odd, how try to bomb
Then I be fadin more motherfuckers than aids harvest
Throwin away like apple cores - I don't wanna see shit
But hits and ed mcmahon at my front door
I'm tapes, niggaz still makin shit cakes
Slippin down to fall off dudes to get they shit straight
I'm tryin to get paid troop -- I want g's
Than a girl named gigi gaggin on some gin and glue
Niggaz think hype, but they ain't touchin these
Their styles plaid out like cuffed lee's
Please! in ninety-five, be straight
Stealin mc's like be stealin milk crates
Ask dre, can't nobody it, they ill dre?
You get beheaded with a hatchet
Haste makes waste and the bass
When you see me - you see me get the fuck out my face

To nigga speedis toine, rock the house
To them raw deal, rock the spot
To mike the merciless, the spot
To my danja mowf, rock the spot..