Luyện nghe bài hát Glide

Yo, Inspectah Deck
break back Yo

A of a wreckage
50 shell hot track leaking out the
Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg
Call shop of horrors, Lyric just smoking in my
Whip and boil, hurricane the holler
Daily operation, bullet train farther
8 seconds a your style wild buccaneer
Round table revolve around ten
Think you, got all the
you poli with bitches
You could run the fuck opponent, gotten the glitches
The swiftness, hit the spots are vital
Shake the ground decent, like 3 of dyno

My administration the population
Start the next generation by artificial
Contaminate stations, for in the making
camps, Assassinate for industry domination
Abomination, The Competition and you mistaken
I'm a warhead bomb evasion
Extermination of the man, when the Germans blazing
We burn this for occasions, I see your expiration
your sweatin,
I cassette deck and your selection for air time
Blow a hole through your brain so you can with a clear mind
A redesign? of hard rhyme, and slang cracking in time

Crime
We rollin with the undisputed, routin
21 gun solutin, new
Wu-Tang, bang your unit
Put us in cassette deck, yo, improvement
and blast the shit, I'm doper than math
That makes you level the devil
And surpass
The stakes is hot, bullet snatch pots
And hot
Fully gats mmhmm
The uncanny, panty man
Crock, took by the of the candy man
Look, now you up in the suction
Rap Tight and my destruction

Today's day, The bomb dropped on America
Human civilization in concert treble camps
Replacement blown, Speaker abduction
The Mad seduction corruption
The brain cells decreasing
Its sucker duck season. treason
Blast as you trespass, bullet enters your mouth and your ass
Impregnate the math, then give birth to a
Figure of speech drew form, with 8
Napalms, collapses stages you on dominate
Drama face, abominate, sling crack behind the black high
The nine the hearts of men
Slip the in
Off the like telemarketing sales condone over the phone

Danger
Bozzy Capone alone, in a Stalon
a great cannon, bones cerebral swollen
Straight both ways
All you lay down I spray the brain damage
the banners, the green gamma ray
Gain up the same data,
Then a dark where D and you used to play all day
The ray stung you, You kung fu check the cleaner
fire line I gun you for fun
Dial
tore down the tunnel son
1-2 your fronts
Captain Crunch, on you for lunch
You punchbag drunk, bald headed
Top bunk, chunk trunk full of junk
Buffer and stop humping me
Ruff a sucking muthafuckas,
Ducking my shit just

Other made a big mistake
Fronting on the mic that's truly
What? how you want it fried or
I place in right the heart of a snake
at mapps, take what we can take
Til the day we die, meet the gates
Golden going strong, I'm holding weight

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