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 GOES BACK TO TIME WHEN
egos relied upon
the dj coordinated with mcs proceeded to use patterns,
using verbal telepathic methods and knowledge on forto ground,
some peep can a know less the will 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 for ten years, open
you started play points to get years and tears open
like a game of hoop, like a of loop to create joints
carress the the crownd audience to make there stay point,
because ONE, the mucs from you clean, you collapse,
plang straight deep for you callin tacks
say who that the one, dont wanna bring out the wild one,
i said who that, that the one make the lootpack smile constinue
oh-ex the freeze! limitlesss been at it,
claiming victory on the ctrack provided by DJ

I get with it to bill with it to thrill with it
the mic and then i verbally kill with it
do on tracks, for little while,
i got a phone call from kid, the wildchild,
he said oh nat, i got an idea, a on the track
i said worry baby i got your bbck,
i be there in a flash, the whip dont crash,
when you there, show you how the blunts would hash,
i could inhale deeper, cannabis and tiva, make you a believer im hooked on a reva perfectly when i hit them trees, they enemys fall to them nees stop drop and freeze.
the lootpack tell the yo to put it on,
they spit kid, whats up 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,
minds move slow like molasses,
i in sapaces, war fat lace,s
back in the absorb sun rays,
and when i spit it of the dome, you get paid,
i dont to raise on land, imthe man,
raise your hand, now make a stand,
As the word go, those who will prevail over those who lost over with a tail,
a significant difference for the emotins felt,
now on, lay this for or your national anthems,
me and you will the victory, crashen on anthems,
we in w e s p n,
you causght in the matrix can singulate identity from the real world,
and the one down hims,
and thats the worl we live in, wheres the victory