Luyện nghe bài hát Victory [featWildchild Of Lootpack]

This we got, yall,
Limitless feat. Supernatural,
Dj rhetmatic, dj Rhett,
A man turned evil, its VICTORY BABY!
THIS GOES BACK TO TIME WHEN
egos relied upon
the dj coordinated with mcs to use rhyme patterns,
using verbal telepathic and black knowledge on forto 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 man turn a mit on the bench for ten years, open
you started play points to get your years and tears
like a game of hoop, like a of loop to create joints
carress the the crownd audience to make there minds point,
because ONE, the stolen from you clean, you collapse,
straight deep for you callin ticky tacks
say who the wild one, dont wanna bring out the wild one,
i said who that, that the one that make the lootpack constinue
oh-ex the freeze! limitlesss been at it,
claiming victory on the provided by DJ rhettmatic

I get kill with it to bill with it to thrill 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 said oh nat, i got an idea, a building on the
i said dont baby i got your bbck,
i be there in a flash, hope the dont crash,
you there, make 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.
Call the lootpack the yo to put it on,
they kid, whats up with my homie mad, lived,
he mad inside of a lab, i can envision yall, held without a pen and a pad.

I spit hot rocks, volcanic ashes,
car crashes, 50 dashes,
minds move slow 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 on land, imthe man,
raise your hand, now lets a stand,
As the word go, those who will prevail over those who lost over with a tail,
a difference for the real 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 your identity from the real world,
and the one beneath hims,
and the worl we live in, wheres the victory baby?