Luyện nghe bài hát Victory [featWildchild Of Lootpack]

This we got, yall,
Limitless feat. Supernatural,
Dj rhetmatic, dj Rhett,
A free man evil, its VICTORY BABY!
GOES BACK TO MEDIEVAL TIME WHEN
egos relied upon
the dj with mcs proceeded to use rhyme patterns,
using verbal telepathic methods and knowledge on forto ground,
peep can a know less the word will get around,
those who choose to make on order,
pass to the gods feel the pumping through my order,
it a three man turn a mit on the bench for ten years,
you started play points to get your years and tears
like a game of hoop, a game of loop to create joints
the the crownd 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 that the wild one, dont 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 on the ctrack 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 this kid, the wildchild,
he said oh nat, i got an idea, a building on the
i dont worry baby i got your bbck,
i be there in a flash, hope the dont crash,
when you there, show you how the blunts would hash,
i 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 stop drop and freeze.
Call the lootpack the yo to put it on,
they spit kid, whats up with my mad, lived,
he mad inside of a lab, i can envision yall, held without a pen and a pad.

I spit hot rocks, slobber ashes,
car crashes, 50 dashes,
mdcs minds 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 to raise on land, imthe man,
raise your hand, now make a stand,
As the go, those who prosper will prevail over those who lost over with a tail,
a difference for the real emotins felt,
from now on, lay this for or your anthems,
me and you will feel the victory, on anthems,
we in w e s p n,
you causght in the matrix can singulate your identity from the world,
and the one beneath hims,
and thats the worl we live in, wheres the victory