Luyện nghe bài hát When The Beat Comes In

Open the doors, let the in
Turn up the mics, let me to them
Victorious the evening ends
It all starts when the begins

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
You're now fuckin with the stopper
the Brother, since "'89's the number"
Fuck "another summer," I'm the world's accurate
Take the cats and get em passionate
Shake awake the dead Lazarus
With narratives, it'm embarrassing
I mean, I'm the albino but y'all pale in
I'm not arrogant, oh shit, yeah, I'm arrogant
the microphone out your arm so fast I tear a limb
Roman fashion, give yo a spasm
If you know find someone that knows and ask him
I'm right in of ya, tight muthafuckin mic muzzler
Who might struggle ya, my shit's like that
There's 8 ways to stretch words around beats
And 6 rappers be sharin the same three
But me takin the to be creative with mine
Touch your soul till I see it in face when I rhyme
And in the two or three it may take to rewind
I a rapper to the flames until I make him resign
Want nobody hold your place in this rhyme, you find a space to
You're dead, got to breakin your spine

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Every father, mother, son and daughter em to me
Do not approach the ock without bendin your
I might be on the but my head's in the streets
We settle the beef (when the beats commence) -->

[ VERSE 2: Ali ]
and gentlemen, Brother Ali bare the resemblence
Of Moses freein y'all with sentences, vocabulary
domestic horror stories
Non-fiction the majestic oratory
Instead of on strippin the youth naked
I give em the naked, livin proof for the sacred
Unless I'm mistaken like three kind of people
Black people and people and my people
I blister MC's and let em' in the breeze
I got a funny knack for bringin kids to their
Y'all got Christopher Reeve-sized bravery to play with me
Have you in fetal positions shoutin "Get from me!"
Every day I see I wanna slap or strangle
Around they disaster dangles, so that's the angle
Next millennium, same of em are weak
Y'all thinkin y'all can rhyme, even come from the streets
You got any sense at all, you mean-mug and
Or end up a human pinada hung from your
When I told you you were I had my tongue in my cheek
And you ain't lookin at my team, buddy, our is deep
Born to on beats, I just have it within
If I had any more potential I have to be twins
Cackle and grin when rappers to babble and spit away
Y'all should pick a day, the it-day, the day

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[ VERSE 3: Ali ]
I'm a desperado, but I guess y'all know that already
My stick-and-move flow steady
The Bro has already dissed of every race
Got em for a "We Are the World" remake
If Ali's fake please this opportunity to tell he
To his face, get infrastructure erased
When I flip damn it I'm fly, kick sand in eye
And tell your record to eat a shit sandwich and die
a big teddybear
Till they scream, "Stop the car door, that's my fuckin head in there!"
Your teeth are everywhere, I your family
And write it in my journal like I'm Mister Belvedere
I seldom stare in the sky, only at
Envision endin mission when I write rhymes
never witnessed a mission quite like mine
And the more they try to it, the more the light shines

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