Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Star-struck MC's no attention
From the man mind is not even in this dimension
I'm on another plane, sicker the mother brain
The expression, yes indeed

Heed, my symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic
Never but doper than narcotics
A few a caught it on my first release
But now, my power's increased,

Del meets the fans halfway, and slap a rapper in his
The drops, you get pneumonia
Or maybe exposed to radiation by
say rap's an idiom, get the A S R S P

And then a medium, the best of both
Brilliantly engineered, dement your fear
Del is now in the clear, I was in
But now to be everything that I envision

Abandon the and the uninspired
And the haters that cater to their needs
It's bizarre, by far anarchy no
No soul, the fucking planet's gonna fold

we administer, since, as we enter the
Twenty-first even your worst enemy
Gotta get it together, mentally and
When niggers think I'm a smart-ass, it 'em mad at me

'Cause I try my best to eliminate ignorance
Not letting my brain burn out like
There's threats besides thieves or your pet peeves
But right in your face is what nobody believes

Del, what you got up your
If it was up to me
I would pass the 'cause it's tough to lead
But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the
So you must

Del, what you got up sleeve?
If it was up to me
I would pass the baton 'cause it's tough to
But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the
So you must X-Files

of rappers today depend on imagery
I myself depend on skills and my
It's maddening at single gathering
Of young black youth it's got to be some badgering

Averaging out to be 'bout out a G
Now motherfuckers build stereotypes 'cause all they see
I take glee in the that I'm me
Not a follower, a wouldn't make me sell my soul

Del is old-school compared to subterfuge
I got the code of ethics Jungle Brothers use
Now, every nigger wanna be related
rhyme creative and they're made of self-hatred

That's why they overstep boundaries that's
From the street to the corporate scene they all mean
Self for self, phony work
Your soul holds no when you let the Devil lurk

Fighting I been evil myself
But I'm a black man with experience under my belt
I may be but my soul is old
Living in the ice ages where a nigga's is cold

Don't a fuck about your life or his
But if you get a gat for protection, who
Comin' up ain't the same as pullin' everybody down
But try that to niggers that are spellbound

They'll probably say that you talk too
They gotta too much
So be careful who you trust

Del, you got up your sleeve?
If it was up to me
I would pass the baton 'cause it's to lead
But I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed
So you believe

Del, what you got up your
If it was up to me
I would the baton 'cause it's tough to lead
But still I facts here and there so I can up the seed
So you believe X-Files, X-Files, peace