Luyện nghe bài hát Super Lyrical

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Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with stats
Half a you lack the magical dap of 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 on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa hateful skeletons
in the closet of my of Grayskull
I'm at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
My raps are like Capel, your face, you
That's how a master you
I'm battlin' (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm his halo
God I pray that you send my back as an angel
Language is and it's hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm all about business and enterprisin'
I'm super lyrical, a brain the chemicals
used contenicals inside of my mental projectable

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

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

CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to
Niggaz'll tell you that I'm with the blah, blah, blah
I'm supposed to represent
You will lose...I must break you (Ivan from "Rocky")
I'm supposed 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 east coast niggaz reppin' the streets most
heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies than Pete Rose
These dos, that'll lift ya mentals
Lyrics'll your temples into pretzels
like the "Triumph"

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

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

BLACK --
Occasionally as I on my next opus
The way all fucked up and emcees is hopeless
I leave your head wrecked as I erect
My thought's just a fortress, approach this up-closeness

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 to represent
Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
Lyrically..."You've seen him, you how strong 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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