Luyện nghe bài hát Butch & Sundance

[Verse 1:
my brother despite the two mothers
Butch and Sundance trot, to you fuckers
You feel the of excellence before we enter in the room
So assume your position of the natural born
When we groom other rappers, pew, need to soon
The wolves are howling at the moon, your will never come soon
Markie, [?], me and the bad boy
The petty thoughts of the when we rhyme, become void
The of life, the game of death
[?] you can't it, rappers fake it til they make it
And it's mirrors of naked, your shoes are Rasputin
Of the rhyme evolution and all the you confusing
And we are the
Yo, rhymes

2: Busta Rhymes]
I'm on, black, you it's a wrap
And despite all the shit you taught me you niggas is
Fuck that, with us, bitch, them niggas is [?]
Show me your ass, stack it up all on a and now ass clap
Don't get your ass trying to be like the next dude
Go ahead move, try to prove something I test
A couple of you funny niggas some fufu's
Them niggas is too cool, you niggas is
See we with it, homie, look, we clearing the bar out
Toasting, and we drinking 'til we fall out
While I'm with a strong shine, bitch, you know it's Rhymes
Let me explain, (no), I'm with the slimes
it, fuck the time, we rock on and on
You wrong, everything about you dead gone
Niggas in the front, you got my back
I'mma put the drug back in the street like crack

[Verse 3:
One for the and two for the creator
The remains saying, who's position came the greater
For now let's set the up, the live motivator
Couldn't cut it with a and Grandmaster was your data
'Til the [?] Janet [?] single-handed
The is deep unless every man understand it
You spitting 16's for [?] creams
My mom's got legendary that brought me greens
You virtual robotic, I got the lean
Fiends follow like the hobbit cause crowd could top it
And your trash is not the topic, we know you rock it
Well, the topic is that none of you niggas can stop it
Indeed, we do it, you know we went through it
Here's a [?] to prove it if you listen to the
If you listen to the music then you should've get it
It's the Abstract and the Dragon and we doing together

3: Busta Rhymes]
Do it together, do it
grand, imperial rhymes, finish billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line
For what it's worth, did it all, did it
Niggas mad, sick with thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it
Pick the land, the turf
The is up? We getting this work
I be on my bullshit eating niggas' food, bitch
I'm in the [?]
Bet they want that shit, better
And niggas like I'm throwing them off cliffs
It's all horseshit, bang niggas like
Want the [?], well, I won't any forces
Raw spit, you out here acting like they
You off niggas, get to expecting your loss
Abort this, identify the God as your
For how you funny niggas be you an ostrich
niggas head, your looks very assaulted
The cost is the niggas want, it's the boss, kid