Luyện nghe bài hát Ital (The Universal Side)

(Everybody reppin' from the side)
the Illadelph side
To the New York
To the the side
(Everybody reppin' from the side)
From the Illadelph
To the New York
To the the universal

I wanna be able to an MC
And a little child in the same degree
And my elders
I mean what the
We might as bridge these gaps
In all before we in the fire

It's a million MCs upon a plan they call tryin' to set it
Profess mic techniques
Inaccurate of reality embedded
In they minds thus rhymes are discredit (check it out)

I use my music implemented jewels and sport tools
To all these too cool fools who say screw school
Cause they don't see the
put here to trap you and me

Y'all know the battle lieutenant be on whole 'nother other finesse genetic
They say I get it from my mother so inheredit-
Tary and necessary to shine
Legendarily, heavily

Contemporaries like the Roots is so rad it's dag
Which bag did they out of, and how can I get in it to win it?
a raffle ticket pickin'
If you something, guess who get the sticking

I got Ital style up close and personal
The first I find to violate, I shall
Iate with realism for they whole
To relate, we on point like Abstract now

MCin' I'm breathin' MCin' is believing
That you can host a ceremony and the dose is phony
In fact, quite therapeutic
a B12 hypodermic needle so shoot it

Lyrically elicit upsteps the
Most wicked seven mic wizard
My lash out and strike with it
Just slightly might it
I blast through your section or district

(Everybody from the Illadelph side)
the Illadelph side
To the New side
To the the universal
(Everybody from the Illadelph side)
From the side
To the New side
To the the side

In my formative years by my I was influenced
Until the of time killed the congruence
I peeped the blue prints on how to make sense
Of MC's which are a nuisance I know just what to do I'm on another lev
Brothers is fakin' jacks and think they for the rev
But they got a lot to learn, to make their thoughts long
Cause on their they made a wrong turn
Probably, I construct the fearsome
To rip eardrum for many years to come
Professional style rational to move wise
So it's a wonder y'all alive

And still breathin', niggas is dead and not
Perpetuatin' real life the shit kicked is real trife ayo fake bleedin'
It's obvious that they needin' feedin'
They cold actin' like
When mics is picked up MC's scenes is up
Like women with the drinking Moet 'till they hiccup
Fellas hustlin' bricks up
Fantasizin' about the illest up
But rip up the jam and we be truly
On stage you need your tef. vest
a mic with and a mic test
And at your you get blessed by the fans who profess
That can relate
With the you tribulate
Or the pains you
Cause some is pure
Tell horors that are true but see cats you
Y'all fake joints just tyo get a
The tear
You be that worker
miracle just ran out
I think time you pan out
Or plain fade, cause yo you played
We 'bout to on you like the Everglades