Luyện nghe bài hát We Gots Some Nonbelievers

up in the sky,
a crow!
a bat!
No, it's nigger!
Confused, some say I lose,
All a ever hear is bad point of views,
Try to hold me back jack, breaking the of pain,
'cause the be bumpin' like a migrane.
Never knew I really had a clue about or fact,
But I got it that.
From dawn till dusk, you see me bust,
A brain or two, I make it you.
Commercial, universal, matter,
one dies when my shotgun scatters.
When my heavy metal boot drops, the shakes,
I'm through like an earthquake.
You take or make or break me,
Can't shake me, try to fake me.
Many don't believe, I achieve,
Ali Baba and the forty thieves.
I'ma get mine, you be out ya mind,
'cause in the ninties, acid rap is time.
We got some out there(2x)
wild, and out on my island,
In Alpine, I'm free stlyin'.
But I'm wicket, I'm wicket, I'm so why don't you kick it?
To feel the of a new breed, you might bleed.
niggas out like forty thieves,
Forty in the tiempo, I go loco,
Nine milimeter point or a solo.
Devilish, but still of this,
Make you wanna not want to go the you go home.
I'm mystified, I lie,
Some can't handle it so die.
Boils and bubbles of brewin' what you doing?
Microphone massacre, MC's around,
I waste time, for all the suckas,
I'll see you at the line.
Kick shit!
Lucifer, I give juice to ya,
Been rockin' all my life so I'm to ya.
I got wanna be carbon copies bite,
Of pop rock suckas who dog the light.
But now been a witness,
The strictly business.
For all the fools who test me, stress me,
Or the will have to come and arrest me,
For murder one, but just begun,
Grab a mic cord 'round your neck and Red Rum,
be headless like Max Headdrom,
And I'm here to cause a bedlam.
Magical, tragical.
It all started out a year ago.
try to stop me, and drop me,
Now they all jock me.
The radios play me,
It faze me,
I'm no out baby!
And we got some nonbelievers.