Luyện nghe bài hát Weight

[Queen
Asides from gettin in you, the will stain you
like ink in epidermis, from tattoo artists
to scar this, thought of partnership you may fought
for this and status, this entrepeneurship
Matter of fact, madness I planned this like killers are banished
aquatic like fishes' surroundings, underground and
it's pounding, like pregnancies, with the
of three three, use my mental nine to climb
like gladiator on wall, on call like
to deliver my labor you savor the flavor like to the cure
A birth picture, evade mixture of offspring
Ring ring the alarm, I set strong cases of fire
from my connections and disconnections
to settin sparks then I'm wettin, microphone checkin
Disrespectin amateurs plus they mentors don't be a sore
if it's meant yours, pretend I liked yours

I can be a bit demanding, acceptin, nothing less the best
I don't just flip shit can kid, I stick the landing
and stand out, most so don't stress
Trying to touch us, you can't come close like sex
I stay ahead of the pack, if you with Treds
know that I cover the spread so always bet on
I'll give you your money's worth, serve up somethin
While, most of these rappers be makin my tummy
Got me upset, of these crabs who can't kick it
All addicted to rhyming, stick them in rehab
Get em cleaned up you know, show em the light they're
all and no bite, like a tree trunk
We and burn em, Indelibles, The Fire In Which
are finished, may they flow, rest in pieces
Cause we're dominating, so while they're happy
just to be nominated son, we give speeches
Takin the crown, front doors, em down
We BAD MOTHERFUCKERS, that's what many said
They also said, time will come, it's time to take it cause
we just stand the wait like Jenny Craig

[Bigg
Now that's my man the scripture puzzler, bringin a pain disguiser
for infinite wisdom seeker of life rhyme provider
?on dudes that just strip time down for my feet?
to one-twenty-four bits at ninety-six KhZ
While you now trying to get up on Dungeon D&D
Thinking Indelibles will and burn you must be lazy and obscene
We fire sequential flyers, my verse ?provides in concert D?
Slingin em 40 bottles frozen from rooftops and
Beware watch for falling objects, rupturing your optical
Two watt mono blocks is optional
to try to match wits with the Diamondback
poseurs fiend for limelight exposure
When we back touch the microphone playtime is over
trying to see the CF graf crew that visualize
top to bottom, and stand out in New like an L.A. gang tag do
Master of empirical principal
Metallic medicinal, mixed with herbs, science and
Yo crews to walk, when we crack the five series hood
Disengage the ?passive, rip an issue casing?
Trying to sidestep backwards when it's this that you facing

Aiyyo, the bullseye my leg and beggin for mercy
My be the Don King-in, come out swinging
I'll to kill it, apply my skill and the floor's coming
Who ain't feelin my joint, so that mean your jaw's numbing?
Chill let me stop, get my joint dislodged
and armies of niggas, with my dishonorable discharge
and get real, pulling from deep and you to play up?
You talk about, "Respect mines," missin your layups
Hoes to foes, I start staring, truculant
heart tearing style, fuck you then, your demise
I'm well stocked, shell shocked, the bombs alarms
incoming, when drum and localize
for talkin bout Lucci, must be modeling Susan
Erika Kane bitch like, reputation for
Listen do you voices saying, "Damn that's a sucker"
Paranoid, looking like Zoeller at the Rukas

Hey yo my nihilist, stylus, cuts matter the
The prime of the sequence hides my vicious defense
Your cacophonic visuals strictly to bitch tissue fissure
Yeah, the burn from what I'm worth
I hate, let's exterminate bandwidths and communicate
Bezerk non happers will sleep on third for their cemetary
as, from small pox to syphillis, all stars
Shit on punchlines kid, that you barf off
Only buck you ever handed out was with a Metro card
I can fit the sum of Tom Thumb concepts in a thimble
Simple bitches, Doctor Death lacing barbed stitches
A herd of mad cows bust through brick like Jumanji
Sixty-Five upsetter, malicious scatalogics
Prophets skeptics, skeptics found Jesus
Right-Wingers turned leftist, everybody jumped on the dick of
Sorry we don't you anymore get lost kid find an exit
Bugged, isn't it? Huh, live you suckers
I woulda been a witness to collapse fame squadron
Pardon me, still a fan trying to how to be a master
For our who I see Dilated turn your fuckin grill to alabaster
Indelibles...

(Len scratches up various excerpts "Fire in which you burn")
Flow... J-Treds

Company Flow...

Company Flow... Flow