Luyện nghe bài hát Victory [featWildchild Of Lootpack]

This we got, yall,
feat. Supernatural, yall
Dj rhetmatic, dj Rhett,
A free man turned evil, its BABY!
THIS BACK TO MEDIEVAL TIME WHEN
egos upon records
the dj coordinated mcs proceeded to use rhyme patterns,
using verbal telepathic methods and black knowledge on ground,
some peep can a know less the will get around,
those who choose to make on order,
pass to the gods feel the heartbeat pumping my order,
it a three man turn a mit on the bench for ten years,
you started points to get your years and tears open
like a game of hoop, like a game of to create joints
carress the the audience to make there minds stay point,
because ONE, the stolen from you clean, you collapse,
straight deep for you callin ticky tacks
say who that the wild one, dont wanna out the wild one,
i said who that, that the one that make the lootpack smile
oh-ex here the freeze! limitlesss at it,
victory on the ctrack provided by DJ rhettmatic

I get kill with it to with it to thrill with it
grab the mic and then i verbally kill it
do gymnastics on tracks, for while,
i got a phone call this kid, the wildchild,
he said oh nat, i got an idea, a on the track
i said dont worry i got your bbck,
i be there in a flash, hope the whip crash,
when you there, make show you how the would hash,
i could inhale deeper, cannabis and tiva, make you a believer im hooked on a eyes perfectly when i hit them trees, they enemys fall to them nees stop drop and freeze.
Call the lootpack the yo to put it on,
they kid, whats up with my homie mad, lived,
he goes mad inside of a lab, i can envision yall, without a pen and a pad.

I hot rocks, slobber volcanic ashes,
car crashes, 50 dashes,
mdcs move slow like molasses,
i in sapaces, war fat lace,s
back in the absorb sun rays,
and i spit it of the dome, you miht get paid,
i cheat to raise on land, imthe man,
raise hand, now lets make a stand,
As the word go, those who prosper will prevail over those who lost over a tail,
a significant difference for the emotins felt,
from now on, lay this for or your anthems,
me and you feel the victory, crashen on anthems,
we in w e s p n,
you in the matrix can singulate your identity from the real world,
and the one down hims,
and thats the worl we in, wheres the victory baby?