Luyện nghe bài hát Many Different Ways

I take your mind and I smash it into
*gasp for air* like asthma, til your just a cadaver
How fast is, your faggot crew's a bunch of actresses
My skills go back to on pissy matresses
Not subroc, I you out like matlock
Now name's in the way outdated section next to chubb rock
It's kind of funny, some of you cracker shun me
Cause I your favorite rappers come up short like bud bundy
I'm all in the family, sick archie bunker, fuckin eat it
Your styles are cheesy like a uncircumcised
jet out, brother out, your r&b I first ignore ya
Fuck heavy d, cause "i got nothin but for ya"!!
I'm xl, now who the fuck are you? I'm laughing
Smashing you like a bottle of
Oh now all of a sudden you got
Burrnt, save that for rich verbatim days behind me
I'm yellow as hell, but I rip more than teddy riley
I'm not environmentally concious so fuck an day on my worst day
I could more slanted eyes than a japanese earthquake
And in the place, farrah couldn't fawcett when I lost it
Give me mic, you monkey motherfucker, you look exhausted!
I'm tipsy, cut you like bush cut social security
You couldn't make this crowd like they one big silicone tittie
It ricochets, my name in projects hallways
Chino will amaze in so different ways, what?

Fuck that *cough* when I that *cough*, watch this
I'm knockin niggaz out like they boxers
Now you feel like a building when the wrecking ball
I'm the of nigga bitches like brandy wanna be down with
Not howard stern but get temper burning, make you vomit
Blood in slow motion tyra banks go in higher learning
Enema, comma, coma, drama, dilemma, die dahmer
You can't see me like the muppet babies grand -
I'm a barbed wire condom once fuckin that you'll - holler
My flows wet shit up like barry white's shirt -
And I'm smoke bones mad thugs we be in harmony
But da-na-da-da-dahh-dah, just fuckin appeal to me
Disgustin me like greg lougainis aids my is full blown
I'm like a latch key kid when his alcoholic daddy ain't home
Skip the silly facts is you really lacks, your city give me daps
When chino xl cuts you bleedin to like hemophiliacs
Testin me is heresy I'm ill as I could make
Farrakhan dreads (bo bo!) and do the pepper seed
Spilling blood, to exxon valdez strike like a boa constrictor
Pain I inflict ya made ya like little richard
Battle me, no more props, no more fan mail
You die, no time readin for dramatization
You got your contract now you dissin me -- you
Barely own yourself like the adams electricity
Bow your head in praise, the crowd sways I hit the stage
Chino flips a in so many different ways, uhh

Projecting my east coast semen all ya (they be cloning ya)
I'm leaving em starving like they from cambodia (nice ya)
I'm telling ya fuck your fuck your skypager
None of that can save ya when I slash ya my rusty razor
In need of dry towels, my eye scowls, owls I split ya
Reposing like an arthur ashe before and picture
My crew high like astronauts, this yellow bastard rocks
Still representin jersey to the -- down at fraggle rock!
So now I rips again; leavin whimperin
Makin my left in ears like discarded syringe
Cinematogrophy showin slides of your autopsy, no
I'm turning your whole projects tiannamen square
Not number five like caps bust inside of tupac's
Rap side, not pharcyde, burn your eyes hydrogen peroxide
You better dodge God that's lookin like debarge
Disgusting like an old white medicinal discharge, swingin
My fist hard, causin viral spinal menengitis, when the
Vinyl coincides you dying to my violent twist
The tin ma -- if I only had a heart! I make
All y'all niggaz sit in the like fuckin rosa parks
I represent them niggaz that you one healthier
While you represent bad niggaz like denzel in
I ruin more brothers with careers than don king, yo
Yo b stop the track the phone is ringing I hear the phone ringing

*phone
Yo? "yo chino you so good!
I just you gotta a big dick
I fuck you so bad!"

Oh no one seventy the zip code I don't give a fuck
an uppercut, was getting xl all fired up
Worth getting jaw all wired up?
Be a man me'shell n'degeocello, receive your ass-beating
I perform in front of more sellout than a naacp meeting
I'm making mc's look dumber and dumber jim carrey
Go dig for david cole I'm back in like marion barry
My crew while your girl braiding my braids
Mc's are afraid in so many ways!

"chino was fly but too fly for me!" --> mc ('cappucino')
(repeat 4x)