Luyện nghe bài hát Visionz

Now
Mind over matter next batter be
Put it on a platter how much
Raw shit we dealin' wit, track what

Slang killin' it,
You feelin' it, in your
venomous elixir
Hammer like Sledge be Sister

All and together now, follow me, the
Meth Candyman, farewell to the
Death come, in the scripture, one
the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known

When you up in this Dead Zone
all that wack shit, now you know
You dead wrong, one lashes

Detonate that, Massengil rap cleanse that
The kids rank, snatch collars off, while off
Float boat big boys, A's stashed away blades
let the sharks, ani-maze
Somethin' sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin' style
Twice, finger itchy lice hair fell out somethin'
To conquer, stomp ya that cat Blanca
Toy truck ten carat on ya monsta
Ring like fuck switch sides like water rides
The DAT bubble life the other guys
Now FUCK act wilda
The style wilda than a mantis
Chillin'

As my and I reign rebellious, changin'
The courses of time, no longer exist
As God Divine, all minds one no question
Now it
Perhaps we can go through
Or might SHOT me a protestin'
Comin' with lip professin', you must take
Allah for fool, where's his
Was he usin' Mathematics as a
Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to
is so real, inside you distilled
Back in the of mist
You you did the Knowledge before speakin'
Seekin', where you wrong
And why would I bring you such physical

Yo, mind arson, my squadren, the Sound-Garden
Guns for hire plus you under fire and a
in the cypher, I, Pied Piper
Move the housing by the thousand, I watched out the
Bombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, the door
Recite a page like a wave, past the shore
Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical
Pack a full house, girls night out, pull a hairful
Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel paced
I motivate and await my sober

Magnificent, the God stay bent
Percent Range whippin' soul controller of the lynch
Mackin phone rings, Stephen trauma down at Danzine
My mood swings, suplexed off the rope,
Coconut jewels, no color shoe, knife annual
Moses lost his sandal, the manual
Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi
Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a
Seize posin in Oshkosh, cries
massage rap bandit at large
Wolverine Milk, Wu denim jeans
Thurston Howell the Third back on the scene
Call it meat, cause every word is choppy
My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi stop me
Gettin' caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz
Backflip and then twirl, cave whole world in