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 records
the dj coordinated with mcs to use rhyme patterns,
using verbal telepathic methods and black knowledge on ground,
some peep can a know the word will get around,
those who choose to make on order,
pass to the feel the heartbeat pumping through my order,
it a man turn a mit on the bench for ten years, open
you started play to get your years and tears open
like a game of hoop, like a game of loop to create
carress the the audience to make there minds stay point,
because ONE, the mucs from you clean, you collapse,
plang deep for you callin ticky tacks
say who the wild one, dont wanna bring out the wild one,
i said who that, the one that make the lootpack smile constinue
oh-ex here the freeze! been at it,
claiming victory on the ctrack provided by DJ

I get kill with it to with it to thrill with it
the mic and then i verbally kill with it
do gymnastics on tracks, for while,
i got a phone call from kid, the wildchild,
he oh nat, i got an idea, a building on the track
i said worry baby i got your bbck,
i be there in a flash, hope the whip crash,
when you there, make you how the blunts would hash,
i could inhale deeper, cannabis and tiva, you a believer im hooked on a reva 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 spit kid, 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, volcanic ashes,
car crashes, 50 dashes,
mdcs minds move slow molasses,
i in sapaces, war fat lace,s
back in the days sun rays,
and i spit it of the dome, you miht get paid,
i cheat to raise on land, imthe man,
raise your hand, now lets a stand,
As the word go, those who prosper will prevail over those who lost over a tail,
a significant difference for the real felt,
from now on, lay 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 your identity from the real world,
and the one beneath hims,
and thats the worl we live in, the victory baby?