Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Star-struck receive no attention
From the man whose mind is not even in dimension
I'm on another plane, sicker than the brain
The expression, yes indeed

Heed, my symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic
semiotic 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 a rapper in his chops
The temperature drops, you get
Or maybe to radiation by plutonium
say rap's an idiom, get the A S R S P

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Averaging out to be three out a G
Now motherfuckers build stereotypes it's all they see
I glee in the fact that I'm me
Not a follower, a dollar wouldn't make me my soul

Del is old-school to your subterfuge
I got the same of ethics Jungle Brothers use
Now, nigger wanna be crime related
Can't rhyme creative and they're of self-hatred

That's why overstep boundaries that's sacred
From the street to the scene they all mean business
for self, phony doesn't work
Your soul holds no weight when you let the lurk

Fighting evildoers I 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 give a fuck 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 telling that to niggers that are

They'll probably say that you too much
gotta think too much
So just be who you trust

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

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