Luyện nghe bài hát Unseen World

[mad
what?
Time for shanks to your 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 that want a beef bring it on
Cause when I'm done, it'll be my dick you're swingin on
From the way I say my rap
I make people more excited than a faggot that got a pap
The crooked truth rap sensation, I ain't to be fucked
You off practicin masturbation
Line after I bring excitement like a hooker
So put on your ears, then diaphragms on your woofer
As the buster, mic clutcher, from richmond
Show the real definition of the represent
(southside!) the where I dwell so
nas nas, that _it ain't hard to tell_
Who's the best, blessed with lyrical, context that
Just like that little girl that got in +fresh+
Word to momma, I'm hotter than that nigga with the
pants on, in hell holdin hands with jeffrey dahmer
Yo, let me make this clear - I ain't the rapper out there
But i'ma take his until he get here

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

Preposterous, ice in my drop, yeah that's
When I bend prisms and ride in your eutrichula
Malopropism is none, when I cerebrum wash in brain pan
Mixin ooze, state of bein and attitude
Petuitary shrinks, accepts it
I bite then your head
Richencypholic surgeon of my cosmorama,
one, individual stands
And uses radiation as a cosmetic
To beautify inner fantastic, flow
So, writing weak rhymes to boomin system is no mo'
I induce arthritic rheumatism
In in sterile toxosins, ex-osmosis
Infect the schlerois, of your
Understand, who are you, to against, mindbenda

skillz]
Yeah the northside click, the spot
The forever people, the spot
Dj street, rocks the
To the roc comin next, to get your props

[lil'
Yo, umm, befo' I knock out yo'
There is you need to know
Breakin mo' grounds than aftershocks the earthquakes in san fran'
More determination than a bull, seein
Imagine, technic glare where? ? ? +
Competition say I be display em in a photo album
Disorganized has the other
flamboyant like ? herbal user, slash, barracuda
With key maneuvers like silent of styles
? ? to your wig and nip your eyebrows
Go to space and the stars, huh
Started chewin on the milky way, thought it was the bar
You get the cause 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 equivalyrical
Rambo soldiers deep the black trials of moses
Madness and wisdom accelerates my
No attackin my forces of life, I got ten of em
Dangerous, disciple images
My warfare be just like nemesis
Infiltrates, holy like ? tnakarid?
My religion down prisons for missionaries
In it to survive, so enlist, in
My non-exist only lead, to casualties
I'm battlin, invadin,
Makin sure nuttin move in your section
misinterpret my threats as just talk
And the of a hand can make, worlds start haltin
The almighty, leavin gods and nations
Cause when my shit hits I leave like sawed-offs

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

To that speedis toine, rock the house
To heads raw deal, rock the spot
To mike the merciless, the spot
To my brother mowf, rock the spot..