Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

Oh yeah this is baby back up in that motherfucking ass
One time for mother fucking mind we represent the 313
You know what I'm saying? cause they don't know about this
For the 9 6

1:
Ayo my pen and cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin cause they be actin in action
A in fact son you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my spun
My skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers till their spinal column
We disinfect then check the monologue, your system up
them up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for noise pollution
Examination of more cartoons than
My of narration
Hit's a snare and bass of track up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the into a barren wasteland...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another at it...
I'm

2:
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of elite defense
I got meat to mince some fruit to stompin and two feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil fans
I foil plans and leave fluids like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are
One thought in my cerebral is then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I to cause some pandemonium
a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data,
There's been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to
My accapella releases masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally,
With entity, dementedly meant to be

You heard of hell I was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering
Now I'm trying to repent it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make attempt at it...
I'm

3:
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever
My residence was hesitant to do shit that represents the M-O
So I'm all responsibility
there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming a wrestler
Here to a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My is intergalactical
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to
I never a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, for your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't
A man who a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a B
Be all you can be, cause once you make an hit
I'm tense to be tempted I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm
You heard of hell well I was from it
I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm