Luyện nghe bài hát Unseen World

[mad
what?
Time for lyrical shanks to gut
to wack mc's
First up is my nigga b

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

The sun shitter, all-star spitter
More ? and asteroid
the medicine, chest of anguish
In a fantasy, holy sign
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm birth
To septuplet plants
Check my tympanic titanic pulse
By the of the immortal one
I am the poisonous priest of fifty until the ?
So naked ape on earth bow down in silence
To the slumlord, of all reality
Ironic supalism your mentality
Science super-mystics and futuristics in wedlock
So my cyrogenics make your head rot pop then bust
galactic cryathallic mechany mal ? ?

Preposterous, ice in my drop, that's niggaz
When I bend prisms and ride soundwaves in your
Malopropism is none, when I wash in your brain pan
ooze, your state of bein and attitude
Petuitary shrinks, it when
I bite flatten your head
Richencypholic of my cosmorama, astrophysical
Invades one, stands
And uses radiation as a cosmetic
To beautify fantastic, gory flow
So, writing rhymes to your boomin system is no mo'
I induce arthritic rheumatism
In dosages in toxosins, ex-osmosis
the schlerois, of your trickanumerolagia
Understand, who are you, to against, mindbenda

skillz]
Yeah the northside click, rocks the
The people, rocks 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 something you need to
Breakin mo' grounds aftershocks from the earthquakes in san fran'
More than a bull, seein redman
Imagine, technic +from where? ? ? +
Competition say I gotta be display em in a album
Disorganized has the file
Bein flamboyant like ? user, slash, barracuda
With key maneuvers like silent troopers of
? ? to split your wig and nip eyebrows
Go to space and the stars, huh
Started on the milky way, thought it was the candy bar
You get the gong we niggaz do wrong
And if young, and in love, do the moves of michael evens
songs, big up to my peoples northside
Show the brotherhood, how I

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

[mad
Yo, it's the mad child layin verses like
Niggaz go impotent, when I kick potent ass freestyles
Wack get mad and look at me hard
Cause they to be the shit, like mcdonald's on broad
It's odd, how niggaz try to
Then I be fadin more motherfuckers than aids harvest
Throwin niggaz away apple cores - I don't wanna see shit
But some hits and ed 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 troop -- I want more g's
Than a named gigi gaggin on some gin and garlic glue
Niggaz they hype, but they ain't touchin these
Their styles plaid out like stripe lee's
Please! in ninety-five, i'ma be
Stealin mc's dj's be stealin milk crates
Ask dre, can't nobody it, they ill dre?
You get with a motherfuckin hatchet
makes waste and taste the bass
When you see me - you don't see me get the fuck out my

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