Luyện nghe bài hát Super Lyrical

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Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual
Tactical tracks match with graphical stats
a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the
The marriage, a bond of and song
This massacre's on as if Picasso you
There's lotsa skeletons locked
in the closet of my of Grayskull
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I to debate you
My raps are Capel, slashin' your face, you
That's how a degrades you
I'm battlin' (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm snatchin' his
God I pray that you my father back as an angel
Language is fatal and hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all business and enterprisin'
I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the
That's used contenicals inside of my mental

CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm to represent (Biggie)
Niggaz'll you that I'm nice with the
blah, blah, (Canibus)
I'm...<>...I'm supposed to represent

BLACK --
Black Thought the super lyricist, your
Still with the Punisher, my accomplice
Stressin' to how they don't really want this
shit his excellency Thought spit
These cats sentimental such with a gentle touch
Dancin' dutch and all sayin' nothin' much
My wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts
New ways of rippin' shit up, I de-ve-lop
Your squad chest swell up, you're mini-ay-ture to me
Nature-ally I the extremity
intense with the globe in suspense
Contemplatin' where the world been since
The Roots you with a strong record, long like a epic
Immerse you in 'ol next shit, ill poetic
Thought from Illadelph somethin' like else
My talk stomp like elephants every elf, cause...what...

CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to
Niggaz'll tell you that I'm with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically I'm supposed to
You lose...I must break you (Ivan Drago from "Rocky")
Lyrically I'm to represent
Niggaz'll tell you I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
I'm-I'm-I'm...<>...
I'm supposed to

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Ay-yo peace Roots east coast niggaz reppin' the streets
With heat, toast, and keep close Phillies than Pete Rose
These dos, niggaz that'll lift ya
Lyrics'll twist your temples into
like the "Triumph"

THOUGHT --
My the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance
To nothin' you across, lyrical holocaust
The crowd pleaser emcees freeze then catch
They the Lord of rap thesis, true believers

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Just call me Baby Jesus 'cause lady be praisin' me
for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery
It pays to be amazingly
Daaaaze 'em to my rhymes that hypnotize you occasionally

THOUGHT --
Occasionally as I focus on my next
The way it's all fucked up and emcees is
I leave your wrecked as I erect scultpures
My thought's just a fortress, approach this ferocious

Chorus -- Lyrically I'm to represent
tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
I'm-I'm-I'm...<>...
I'm supposed to
Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how he is!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how he is!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."You win!"
Lyrically..."You lose..."
Lyrically..."I must you..."
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