Luyện nghe bài hát Map Your Psyche

I did that before you
And of course it was a tour de force
Now you can a Porsche
Go to the awards
Get some support
Do all sorts of things
Get a
With a of whores
Snort some
Leave a horrid
You're so corporate endorsed that I record a chorus
You said you the grand corpus
With no ifs, ands, or
To listen to derivative of this art-fag
I to be in arms reach of a barf bag
Using a bland lab kit
No fan's hands will go for that shit
too anti-climactic
I'll put my bad reviews on your shoes

Rude:
Derivative of initiative
Uninhibited in no fashion
of an atypical mic-smashing
Considered the title class of the survivalist
psychoanalyst
Magnetizing soul
Out of a
A platoon would and how did it happen
Sprouting like alfalfa mushrooms out of the grass
to men of this vast network of allies
That were sent to the point for the joint venture
with a long-standing friendship
Based on both surviving a
From those against them
to any length
Spread through every width, area, and
It's a heavy load to lift but I was never to quit nothing
I use a dolly, pulley, lever, belt
On the assembly line where all of the melts
I weld them a
Tap on a chakra to get 'em back in
And mail them a document to tell 'em retreat back over the border for his aura's
To make more, innovate, and record a great
For our styling cipher out for the
I'm a
As much of an actor as Mekhi Phifer's a

Busdriver and Abstract
We've mapped psyche
We know what you do you do
Packaged it nicely and sold it to who off the style

Khule:
You couldn't break my chops an axe
Take you time, make it fat, talking shit, it back
Mad when you kick that
Weak wack raps, where the writers at?
Over here, over there, everywhere that I
Follow the elite, style that I freak
Beat a nigga down I bound to a beat
Microphone's parts what found in the street
Pick 'em up, dust, it up, time to rip it up
Having fun my tongue, when I'm done, give it up
to demonstrate how I penetrate
Hot incinerate, like a dinner date
It's a twist I missed, what part of the game is this?
Where the losers go and the winners
To take the beginner's place, my face placed on how to win the race
If they'd run, I would never
Hit 'em with the boom because set up base
ain't Texas but this the west's Chainsaw Leather Face
Keep the golden mic in a case
When battle time, I'm a set a pace
Every that you find, already been mine
you rhyme, man, what a waste
You would think I'd busted a nut in every hip-hop slut because there's too Mini-Me's
And some of y'all cats is
So y'all quickly to enemies
Blowing up in the industry so they remember me in their memory for original
So you better give props to your lyrical pops
seeds, I delivered a flock
Busdriver, Khule, and Ab Rude
A few Goodlife emcees on the
They get beat up time they want to eat up and try to feed up on my style