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!
GOES BACK TO MEDIEVAL TIME WHEN
egos relied upon
the dj with mcs proceeded to use rhyme patterns,
using telepathic methods and black knowledge on forto ground,
some peep can a know less the word get around,
those who to make moves on order,
pass to the gods the heartbeat pumping through my order,
it a three man turn a mit on the bench for ten years,
you started play points to get years and tears open
like a game of hoop, like a game of loop to joints
the the crownd audience to make there minds stay point,
because ONE, the mucs stolen you clean, you collapse,
plang straight deep for you ticky tacks
say who that the wild one, dont wanna bring out the one,
i said who that, that the one that make the lootpack smile
oh-ex here the freeze! been 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 with it
do gymnastics on tracks, for while,
i got a call from this kid, the wildchild,
he said oh nat, i got an idea, a building on the
i said worry baby i got your bbck,
i be in a flash, hope the whip dont crash,
when you there, make show you how the blunts hash,
i could inhale deeper, cannabis and tiva, make you a believer im hooked on a reva eyes perfectly when i hit them trees, they enemys fall to them nees drop and freeze.
the lootpack tell 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, held a pen and a pad.

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