Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

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

Heed, my symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic
Never semiotic but doper than
A few a y'all caught it on my release
But now, my increased, enhanced

Del meets the halfway, and slap a rapper in his chops
The temperature drops, you get
Or maybe exposed to by plutonium
Some say an idiom, get the A S R S P

And then a medium, the best of both
Brilliantly engineered, lyrics dement 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 whole fucking planet's fold

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

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

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

Lots of rappers depend on imagery
I myself depend on and my energy
It's maddening at every gathering
Of black youth it's got to be some niggers badgering

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

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

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

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

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

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

Del, what you got up sleeve?
If it was up to me
I would pass the 'cause it's tough to lead
But still I 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 '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