Luyện nghe bài hát Avalanche

[Verse: MF
I'd like to start off by thanking our
For the parts for this Frankenstein monster
Along with my who's a bro of few words
We did this research for true and two birds
Piano; do a show, same time it
And to give 'em more than just hock spit
MC extraordinaire, sort of rare
Caught a glare, sure to scare, next more to share
From the most retarded-est this year and forever
Villain 'nem, ya mean big love ya
felonies, telling me
Treacherously MC, B, set 'em free
Let me see, that misleading
G's all in the freezer with the batteries and
He, him stalked the with bunion
And hurt corns when it's on like the stun gun
Not so shocking

Funyun faced rappers eat rocks, beatboxing
Debunk with a stock flow
And make them funky with no socks for hocko
Madvillain been as as Kathmandu
And to the side like that fat man's shoe
Look, not to give a signal
The rap game got more toys than Kris
And he's fake, yer is not deceiving
I can't believe my eyeballs no than "Steveland"
No wonder,

Snuck him like an unexpected blow a lefty
Caught me, almost an eye out
Felt good though, even with the dry mouth
out
Okay, time in
Never seen a living being with black skin
What's crackin'? smoking trees and wheezing
For no reason working like a broken
He get paid and get

Still get mad when time to get v-vanilla
They thought the Don had silent
And since deep in the he's accepted non-violence
make him have to skip some classes
And up an old can of whoop-ass with the fastness
Cut the raw melatonin put a little in
Strip club of whores and grown men snoring
Keep the block sown Thread and Bobbin Bonus
And make sure the seeds know they'd ever own this
Beat a dead pony and sell the for glue
Get a portion off the for the shoe
No need to bleed if no pig to do
Flew a fly flow the speed of Mr. Magoo
Blew a wad on a card debit
back broke as hell ask the god for credit
it

The mask is like a hand crafted ghillie
Only if the ladies could see him say he's really cute
Hmm
Thanks in
Don't try to be now had ya chance

Rappers is Bagger acting
Who need to fix they or get smacked by the Mac 10
Or 11, or
Jesus, see the reverend take the oath
He moves his hands in the dark like fate
Waitin' for the date to drop the tape like