Luyện nghe bài hát What Goes On Part 7

Do you wanna know what on?

Yo, can not see me, can not be me or
Capture the phrase blasted off stage when I tour
I am but a messanger born to up
My niggas knew it all the time, lyrically I was a
At the age of nine, shorty Black, could
On the mic I never time, I'm, the exquisite wizard
When I visit shorties I hit it I'm cool as a
Nigga what? You want, I'll bust your fronts, with the of my
Black paper chase ya and then erase ya
Sucker, MC's how I hate it when you waste time
My state of mind, shine it's diamond studded
I rhyme budded on stage, word is bond, I'm on, I rage
Got the 12 gauge at the so play, and into rest you lay
My everyday M.O. is gettin dough times is rougher
Than a mother for brothers to scuffle shuffle your kid
Cause the odds is, niggas'll and live, foul
This wild environment hostile produce, the in me
So my the blend of what is and was
You could get a buzz it, but enter too deep
And reach a summit you and then plummit beyond real
Where you're killed if raps ain't ill
Another crab 'nother cap to peel
Through these amps, I camps to dance
too advanced, I warn, I'm just tellin you what goes on

Do you know what goes on?

my head, you wish to see
The appear, the shit's not clear
if I flipped, would you know how to maintain your edge
I'm takin heads because, there's no fuckin
I pledge allegiance to my cosmic
I couldn't fit in three if I tried
I can delete, so crews don't bother me
Battle with gaining universal soveirgnty
Niggas run around like clones, I got planets and
Throughout the galaxy my name's known (my name's well known)
I'm all alone in my zone, you wouldn't
Stare in my face, around and catch a sun tan

Here on this agenda, is no pretenders
So when we begin to your cast members
They shall hinder, wavin flags, man we surrender
Those negroes know they're no contenders
In syringes, I can up lyrical vengeance
And my grammar, might do a mandatory life in
You regret it, thinkin about steppin to me
Niggas forget it - you'll get gassed with leaded
Most energetic, I snag I'm tightly threaded
I flip scripts pattern twistness in calisthetics
Black Thought, Elo and me a
Talent is strong, word is
I'm tellin you what goes on

Do you wanna know goes on?