Luyện nghe bài hát Avalanche

I'd to start off by thanking our sponsor
For financing the parts for this monster
with my partner who's a bro of few words
We did this research for true and two birds
Piano; do a show, same watch it
And guaranteed to 'em more than just hock spit
MC extraordinaire, technique sort of
Caught a glare, sure to scare, next more to share
From the most retarded-est artists this and forever
Villain 'nem, ya big brothers love ya
felonies, telling me
Treacherously MC, yelling B, set 'em
Let me see, strategy's misleading
G's all in the freezer with the batteries and
He, him stalked the concrete with
And won't hurt when it's on like the stun gun
tsssst Not so
Funyun faced rappers eat rocks, over
Debunk punks a stock flow
And make them fresh with no socks for hocko
Madvillain been as as Kathmandu
And to the side like that fat man's shoe
Look, not to a mixed signal
The rap game got more toys than Kris
And he's fake, yer is not deceiving
I can't believe my no more than "Steveland"
No wonder,
Snuck him like an blow from a lefty
Caught me, shot an eye out
Felt good though, with the cotton dry mouth
out
Okay, time in
Never a living human being with black skin
What's crackin'? Besides smoking and wheezing
For no working like a broken tetrahedron
He get paid and get

Still get mad when it's to get v-vanilla
They thought the Don had gone
And deep in the studies he's accepted non-violence
Don't him have to skip some classes
And open up an old can of whoop-ass with the
Cut the raw melatonin put a little in
Strip club of whores and grown men snoring
Keep the sown like 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 off the proceeds for the shoe
No to bleed if there's no pig to do
Flew a fly flow the speed of Mr. Magoo
Blew a wad on a platinum card
back broke as hell ask the god for credit
it
The is like a hand crafted ghillie suit
Only if the ladies could see him they'd say he's cute
Hmm
in advance
Don't try to be cool now had ya

Rappers is Bagger acting
Who to fix they pants 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 like bait