Luyện nghe bài hát Loose Cannon

(Intro): listen, as if you were sober and intelligent
And not a drink-sodden, wreck

I got medical surgeons testin' my
my shock value got me pissin' electrical currents and it's burnin'
My pen is workin' overtime, so you go rewind, you finally know the rhyme, run home and quote the line
'Bolic terrifies ciphers al-Qaeda
And fire rockets like I'm the cockpit of a stealth fighter
I compel writers to excel despite the fact my at Viper was like a cell at Riker's
My mic line through midian defines
Ahead of the time I'm livin' in, like the Prime
So why sign and get me in a worthless game
Abel's murder Cain for his personal gain
I can brainstorm a hurricane of purple rain
Till it the Earth's terrain and bursts in flames
The same person remains, but my purpose
And it's worth the pain of y'all curse my name (Fuck you)

We let them go, we put our feet down
We a damn, no, we give out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
'Cause we can land those, don't stand close

I'm sittin on the edge I'm
I'm i might flex on people
box, might put you in a box
If you want it, we can make it pop like "blaow"

I got half a rappers catchin' feelings
'Cause I'm mass appealin' like the Sistine ceiling, and the
Whole time y'all Jesus comes
I was hearin' speak in tongues
"Rob the preacher's son"
Too much Puerto rum keeps me tipsy
I'm to keep my equilibrium like eatin' lithium, so
(What?) take the final I can inspire
Skeptics to get the fuck up like said it, I got a
Street sign accepted line of
With more for spittin' fire than pyrotechnics, and I
Don't gotta drive a 6'5" for my CD to drop on more blocks than when you die in Tetris
as I expected, I'll get my poetic justice
When the cats who run the are leavin' on a set of crutches
When lay screamin' (Help me!) in the general public
'Cause the rusted on their gun and backfired when it busted

We let hands go, we put our feet down
We give a damn, no, we out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
we can land those, don't even stand close

I'm sittin on the edge I'm
I'm i might flex on people
Might box, put you in a box
If you it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow"

I never claimed to be a gangsta, but I don't fire
I'm just known for sayin' crazier shit Tyra Banks, but
stars leave us mentally scarred
So I came to save the game like a card, 'cause
Enemy squads pretend to be hard,
Like their mic booths are by penitentiary bars, and
Whenever they rhyme, they get charged
the Mafia and thieves chill wherever they are
I don 't believe them, it isn't feasible to heat yo pool
Can cease a wolf from turnin' you little to wool, I'm a
Loose cannon Duran's hands of stone
I swagger foreman right in the heart to stand alone
It's like cancer-prone DNA were cloned
And gene spliced victims from Ground Zero's landin' zone
But I'm no hero, I'm a bastard like my boned,
Had a stand and Pops wouldn't answer the phone
I'll fight I'm jammin' bones with my knuckles breakin'
So fuck yo mother, I'll yo motherfuckin' face in
I'll punch yo face in to make a statement
That I love the underground, I up in my mother's basement

We let them hands go, we put our down
We a damn, no, we give out beatdowns
So let yo fam go, you blam, go
'Cause we can those, don't even stand close

I'm sittin on the I'm lethal
I'm afraid i might on people
box, might put you in a box
If you it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow"