Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Battle

f/ Miz

Intro: Jeru The

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

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

So I raise my glass eye, I drink to that, say
And let the fire water wash away the tears, burn salt
On open wounds, thoughts all consetions
Give birth to rhymes like an oral C-section
Uhh, positive throughout the galaxy
to switch to reality, make proper arrangements
for the souls of
It's the same for that stuck with that slave mentality
Or wack ass rappers, they got no originality
But my mentality, helps me around the galaxy
gets shorter, I'm on the water, run insanity
It like everyone was after me
Three's a nasty like Vanity
Make niggas wild, I smoke la, anything to my sanity
got no friends, everyone with me is family
If they standing next to me, nothing's it seems to be

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

On the fourth of them but not the men that living
Guy collides, when selfish minds can't to be forgiven
Ain't no turning back the of time,
when spirits have risen

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Black, black,

verbal, power, verbal,

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

Into it seems magic mushrooms, from 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, a crossbow

Friend or foe, gas heads go from C.E.O. to row
See the toxic green flow, it's poison waters
Paint a mental picture, lyrical
Words pierced with the of a scorpio
Beats mad bong, to collapse the Walls of

Overflow and explore, I hope you got your blunts
'cause this is the same, no matter which zip
My minds pro, is robbed,
suckin the out your ear lobe
I keep it tracked like a of Illuminati
And fight these back with the Code of Hammurabi

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{Miz
I strike magnum force, send you on a collision course
With no remorse, I tap the source and knock you off ya horse
While beats and rhymes have to reproduce their first born
sworn not to make the same mistakes as there parents

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

Step on first month Capricorn, quiet
and boots my everyday uniform
Elegants ruffness and inocence, if ever a form
have a fury like a women's scorn
My niggas strife to perform, I to break the norm

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

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