Luyện nghe bài hát Untouchables

The cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the smooth and type
My violence bites like it was vampire's teeth
I'm chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep

My radical brain, run your terrain, I'm comin' again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin', no numbin' the pain
your frame to convex with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette

Mic checks, and reps, collect all live bets
see how bright the lights get
The attack, I fight with artillery jacket
Physically smacked then verbally

You stumble and fumble, so I gain
Music in cycles, natural progression
Thuganomics lesson is taught when records are
Analyzed for and fillers, nowadays

Gorillas scrilla if the market's correct
All you is a hook, and a hand to collect
cred but respect Mc's before me
Don't blast the heat but the streets, can't ignore me

Hands nice, I your wigpiece
your hard rep soft
Just when Miami left the big east

Bust
know my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
Assassinate the

Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and Cena
Assassinate the

I calculate between the hi-hat, the

The slideback, the scene decides that,
raps through divine contact
The synapse to climb a [unverified], define clever
We find Trademarc's id below the letters

Your are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of banks
You lost your of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say meant somethin'
(Shit)

The mainstream remained
Then the corporate industry the same dream
And I leaned below the scene
Mappin' out the warfare schemes

To through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial
Cause labels need candy ass rappers so the can listen
Not the system

The last talented cats that lost status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on that never sell
'Cause executives and schemes
rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail

I know the can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is
I want hard beats, basslines, and that's vivid
A voice within it, me real rap is comin' back and boy it's livid

I it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of post
Introduction of Trademarc, the poet

Through the of reason
forever, but born out the 7 iller [unverified] to beat in

Bust
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all my steez, Trademarc and John Cena
the mainstream

Y'all my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
Assassinate the

Bust
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and Cena
Assassinate the

Y'all know my steer, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
Assassinate the

that
Y'all my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
the mainstream

Y'all my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John
the mainstream
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