Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

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

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

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

2:
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the of your elite defense
I got some meat to mince fruit to stompin and two feet to rinse
I intensive ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil plans and leave leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are
One thought in my cerebral is deeper a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and the lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data,
never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will a stereo to pieces
My accapella releases plastic masterpieces telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally,
With entity, meant to be Infinite

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

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

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