Luyện nghe bài hát Distortion To Static

Yo, I'm MC, it's all in me
the way it is, when ya gotta be
Indeed as I I proceed, I need
Gettin' hotter than of boom, in my room at the Ramada
Four tanks in your banks to fill up
I provide the static, with to match, while you catch the vibe
Most can play post, but yo that don't mean shit
Because my click'll make a sick
I flips, redder than pork, comin' to New to mix
[It's Bob Powers] With the snares and to fix
Rhythmically, you got ta be,
Magically I appear, a L and drink a beer
With air smooth, takin' loot with dice
Then shoot The Roots, poetic, kinetic
Vagabond, versatile and various, rap styles
Of mine are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm and five
Foot seven, inches in
My mission to strike mics and lighten your
Ridin' in, lightning
Fluorescent, incandescent,
I represent, Objects and Ill Elements
Very relevant, plus managin matter
That's makin' fatter, revolve around
Saturn rings and brins swings when I sings with bass
Then distort up in your like mace
Bustin dreams, I gasp with loaded magazines
I'm on the rap scene, fellas like a vaccine
As I, rocks under blunderin' I'm not, lyrically
Ya getm, shot, get caught so distort thought, for real
It's the illest out the Phi, for Philidelph-iada-fly
makin' move fakin' I isn't
Niggaz can nah front, I'm exquisite
Wicked, the visit while you're wonderin' what is it
Dig it, yo my um whattup for the night
[Malik be, get on the mic, get on the
that y'all, and yo I'm flowin', my part of the song
It's goin, it's goin, gone

Now, go get your and your Pictionary
Cause much with my diction friction slips and carries
and hers like some cattle in the steeple
People, there's no equal, or no
SO policies, of equalities, get
Demolished, distortion of the static's gettin'
of splurge and words will just be merged
Together, damn it's clever, however
You never, can alike, lyrics don't be poundin' like
These, troops, who be's,
Insult ya, of culture, rhythmical vulture
Approach ya, with Magnetic shit that's
I MC's dangle like a bangle
Strangle from every angle, my lingo and it jangles
Under Kangols, nahh them niggaz don't to tangle
Cause Roots get loose, negroes get juiced like the
To be particular, extra-curricular, for
Measure, in any weather, value than the treasure
Baby, you say you maybe, come in to flex
Now you wonder next