Luyện nghe bài hát Vowel Movement

i circles around the brain matter of folds,
it's a reminder of who came fatter with flows,
an rhymes to snatch the outcha skin without damagin' you pupils,
cause you'll all your vision to see this lyrisism,
rediculous precision i rid this division of emcees,
take head, snead, to relieve they positions,
get lost i toss a snack when they flow is wack,
crew is on my dick, i'm lettin' you hold my sack,
i'm thats the reason for ya treason,
ear's bleedin is the atmosphere leavin' kid,
i season shit, oh jesus it's the influence,
fuck your bitch ya ego is a nuisance,
i loosen up the on your goose neck,
now ya bars is stripped,
if you was smart quit,
cause true get lothogic with ur shit,
my man you do not the boundaries,
your circumference got sketchy in the center you found me,
around these parts regardless of where these parts is,
I shit cause thats where my heart is,
i've been dubbed the design never for the weak mind,
i transit pass that cheap line for ur confidence,
brainwash hence since you grabbed the mic all i can is rinse cycles,
clean your lint screen, keep your low balance, your low balance,
got no talent therefore, you are no challenge,
so why do you wanna mic if you do not how to use it?
why do you want the mic if you know how to use it?
i'm not just to talk shit kid i do shit,
rhymesayers regular with vowel movement,
why do you want the mic if you know how to use it?
tell me why do you the mic if you don't know how to use it?
i'm not here just to talk kid i do shit,
rhymesayers always with vowel movement,
i talk around the brain matter of folds,
it's a reminder of who came fatter with flows,
an rhymes to snatch the soul skin w/o damagin' your ear drums,
so you can hear your fear atmosphere comes,
near done grabbed the silverware an cups,
i'll grab the emcee out the oven lets sit down an tear up,
cause most of 'em are like with creamy centers,
you get between my dentures when you feel me enter,
cemente the point be in your destination equation,
base intentsion's on the fact that we facial ebbrasion's
rhymesayers take station's
competitions shed life,
the competition may as well of a dead mic,
getcha right before your head get's left for this dam,
cause i get when kids rant,
with averageness they can't match the antics,
the atmos. never placid takes more practice,
so with my fontic acrobatics,
cronic wackness, the diaognosis i've obstolled,
current phasurence was determinded in a crazy spin,
take the spacey an flip it upside,
cause nuff died when applied fist to this mic,
device is think twice if you wanna piece of this,
get you ferverous check your i'm tearing mics,
crews get lost thoughts of how we do sit,
rhymesayers always with vowel movement,
so why do you want the mic if you know how to use it?
why do you want the mic if you know how to use it?
i'm not just to talk shit i do shit,
always regular with vowel movement,
why do you want the mic if you don't how to use it?
tell me why do you want the mic if you don't how to use it?
i'm not here just to talk kid i do shit,
rhymesayers always regular with movement,
rhymesayers always regular yes, yes, vowel movement yes, yes,
yes, yes, rhymesayers always regular with movement, bitch!