Luyện nghe bài hát Unseen World

[mad
Yeah
Time for lyrical shanks to gut
Death to mc's
up is my nigga lonnie b

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

The sun shitter, hoarse spitter
More ? and asteroid
Upchucks the medicine, of anguish
In a fantasy, holy sign
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives
To lady plants
my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace of the one
I am the poisonous priest of until the ? m'salaam?
So every naked ape on earth bow down in
To the slumlord, of all universe
Ironic supalism your mentality
Science super-mystics and futuristics join in
So my freon cyrogenics make your head rot pop bust
galactic cryathallic mechany mal ? ?

Preposterous, ice in my drop, yeah niggaz
When I bend and ride soundwaves in your eutrichula
is none, when I cerebrum wash in your brain pan
Mixin ooze, your state of and attitude
shrinks, accepts it when
I bite then flatten your
Richencypholic surgeon of my cosmorama,
Invades one, stands
And uses radiation as a cosmetic
To beautify fantastic, gory flow
So, writing weak rhymes to your system is no mo'
When I arthritic rheumatism
In in sterile toxosins, ex-osmosis
Infect the schlerois, of trickanumerolagia
Understand, who are you, to defend against,

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

[lil'
Yo, umm, befo' I out yo' lies
There is you need to know
Breakin mo' grounds than aftershocks from the earthquakes in san
determination than a bull, seein redman
Imagine, technic +from where? ? ? +
say I gotta be display em in a photo album
Disorganized has the other
Bein like ? herbal user, slash, barracuda
With key maneuvers like silent troopers of
? ? to your wig and nip your eyebrows
Go to space and the stars, huh
Started on the milky way, thought it was the candy bar
You get the gong cause we do wrong
And if you're young, and in love, do the moves of michael
songs, big up to my peoples northside
Show the brotherhood, how I

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

skillz]
Yo, it's the mad child layin like tile
Niggaz go impotent, when I kick these ass freestyles
Wack mc's get mad and look at me
Cause they to be the shit, like mcdonald's on broad
odd, how niggaz try to bomb
Then I be more motherfuckers than aids story harvest
Throwin niggaz away like apple cores - I don't see shit
But hits and ed mcmahon at my front door
I'm rippin tapes, niggaz still makin shit
Slippin down to fall off dudes tryin to get they straight
I'm tryin to get troop -- I want more g's
Than a girl named gigi on some gin and garlic glue
Niggaz think they hype, but they touchin these
Their styles plaid out like stripe lee's
Please! in ninety-five, i'ma be
Stealin mc's like dj's be stealin crates
Ask dre, nobody hack it, they ill dre?
You get beheaded a motherfuckin hatchet
Haste 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 raw deal, rock the spot
To the merciless, rock the spot
To my danja mowf, rock the spot..