Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Battle

f/ Miz

Intro: The Damaja

In the when hip hop was strong
The Supahuman Klik ruled the
Bringin that futuristic hip hop, presently in
The first lieutenant in arms of the Supahuman
Was the all mighty, all powerful, Miz
I think she can describe it how she does

Marvel
Thought I now that the smoke has cleared
I come from times with inabitions, face to face fears
While stars wishing that I can shift my gears

So I raise my glass eye, I to that, say cheers
And let the fire water away the tears, burn like salt
On open wounds, consume all consetions
birth to these rhymes like an oral C-section
Uhh, positive connection the galaxy
Time to switch to reality, make proper
for the souls of
It's the same for that stuck with that slave mentality
Or these wack ass rappers, they got no
But my mentality, helps me travel the galaxy
gets shorter, I'm on the water, run insanity
It seems like everyone was me
Three's a girl like Vanity
Make wild, I smoke la, anything to keep my sanity
Ain't got no friends, everyone with me is
If they next to me, nothing's what it seems to be

Sending energy, when I rhyme, but no for idol questions
If freestyling is my bible, when I fall in hip hop
Of the tribal blessings, to be learned
had to be earned and not given

On the fourth of them but not the men that living
Guy collides, when selfish minds asked to be forgiven
no turning back the hands of time,
when past have risen

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Black, black,

verbal, power, verbal,

{Miz
of the moon and the force of a sonic boom
Help me like battle wounds, to that shit I'm immune
We come thru like the first platoon, into filled rooms

Into it seems like magic mushrooms, the womb to the tomb
I got a meetin in the ladies room, I be real soon
O-o-oh

To strike the deathblow, continue a never ending flow
And all pro, precise position, like a

Friend or foe, gas heads go C.E.O. to skid row
See the toxic flow, it's poison waters overflow
Paint a picture, lyrical Michaelangelo
Words with the sting of a scorpio
Beats mad bong, to collapse the of Jericho

Overflow and explore, I hope you got your rolled
'cause this is the same, no matter which zip
My pro, bitches is robbed,
the diamonds out your ear lobe
I keep it tracked a barcode of Illuminati
And fight devils back with the Code of Hammurabi

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{Miz
I strike with magnum force, you on a collision course
no remorse, I tap the source and knock you off ya high horse
While beats and have intercourse to reproduce their first born
Never sworn not to make the mistakes as there parents

Written on there face, time worn sharpen then a poison storm

Step on month Capricorn, quiet storm
Jeans and my everyday uniform
Elegants ruffness and inocence, if given a form
Hell have a fury like a scorn
My strife to perform, I struggle to break the norm

Give me any platform and I perform lyrical storms
I make it hot, you it luke warm
From hotels to college dorms, keep these souls torned

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Lot of people, other groups aware of these consciousness
Virtually impossible to defend against (repeated and over)