Luyện nghe bài hát Got My Mind Made Up

You find an MC like me who's
motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as though
a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more I gain
And make it possible for me to a few to wreck your brain
Imagine and keep on wishing a star
Finally who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's withstanding, faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all
When I rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I your pride
My intention to ride, time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced it, I'm a ride
in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out my pay
I'm to count the bodies

So mandatory my elevation my lyrics orientation
So you can be familiar with the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing better than
to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
Sorry I that ass waiting
No procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm and making motherfuckers panic
Don't take your for granted put that ass in the dirt
You the bitch was planted
My lyrics the planet
It's similar to Nation
But thugged out, forgive me
Who's in control I'm activating souls
You know, the way the games get
You, two ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your
Bear witness to the dopest rhyme I wrote
Taking off my coat, my throat

I got my made up, come on (come on)
Get in get in too (get on it)
Let it (get wit it) tonight's the night
I got my mind made up, on
Get in get in too
Let it tonight's the night

Well I come with two packs
Of the prophalaks for protection
So my fucking sac collapse
nowadays, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm too much
Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous
I'm an MC with that's the fucking bom-bay
Your got dissed, that's before it's ingest like
My rhymes, I leave a mark on mind
As the vibes spread through your head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't
I use my mental to assassinate for those asking
Opposed to laughing, raw villain
Laughter the chances of the killing
Why is that? 'cause faces deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the disease
My thoughts rip your throat and make it to breathe
Your whole under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on
I'm out the cut, and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the
Your already have an idea about the sphere
The greater rhyme on both sides of the equator
I rock from to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust straps
As your views get when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to verbal combat

you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, sticking up (Jews) German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Isle
Will be back this mess-age don't touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for
Got my gun and my musket blow!
get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my Clan's three felons
Niggas best protect they joints for
Man I on point like icicles
Now who wanna test then touch Tical
All up in your motherfucking
Head banger
Catch me on tour Al Doogie
Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling
Johnny Blaze out to get loot Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian and have a blast

Hey yo, lyrical gas spitting the tactics
Non-believers get my dick and backwards
Let's face it, no replacement
Taste this, mad basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch get it twisted
I got connects Federal Express
To get the fresh of bless, the dogs can't fetch
Got the spot from the rear block
To bust till every here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and out till your ears pop
your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb
Then proceeds keys
My freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your fam' by
So I erase the whole front row at the
I planned my escape in case Jake or a snake it
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the place
Confidence for you ass folks
Pump for for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this got you ope
Get roast, by my Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine (INS the rebels)
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