Luyện nghe bài hát When The Fat Lady Sings

Yeah..
Test, test,
the east coast to the west coast, ? battleground ? }
Check test,
{represent everything, is real now..}
strangler

Whether facts or interrupted by quotes
Cease the bullshit, rely on
Just like watts the juice through amps
Rap runnin troops in camps
Armed with heavy slugs, rugs, thoughts bugged
No holds barred, and unplugged
on the other side, of electrified, steel doors
Once in, greeted thunderstorm applause
The message breaks the concrete
Launch the vessel, as the a-1 carrier
Sound goin through a cable, who the fuck
Mix this shit, but your turntable
So if the smash your eardrum, you heard well
Then the two equalize occurs well
Beats straight off the box, rhyme
From the isle', the drinks splash straight off the rocks

{*walkie talkie interlude*, *fat lady

The witty unpredictable, outcome
Nigga to forfeit, portrait visual
Analyze the picture, the scripture
Seperate the cut from uncut the sifter
Rap wall designed from the best,
Names in prints from the best paint sprayers
Unheard of, two-thousand deep in the planet
Surrounded by the most thick walls of granite
a-side wu-banga strangler
Control time in the multi-disc changer
+liquid swords+ and razor shanks leave the tank
On the seas file in eighth rank, ship