Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Contract

Brainstorm microphone
This is it, words from a time
speed, fast as an F-fifteen
Raise the heat, the gasoline
Overload, it might cause a
Dead end, no chance to back out
Hit the tripwire, duck from the
Broken glass, screech'n car tires, hit the deck
As I to wreck
Eject another clip and drip
Face of danger, increasin'
Point blank, I smoke stranger
Grip the mic tight, I see the lights
Hit the back door, I lay cross the floor
E's on the wheels, he the rubber squeal
Blood's on my gear from I've peeled
About a block away I sit up, back
It wasn't nothin' but a contract

in black, I stalk my prey
Parabellum in a leather
Low tones I speak, I to few
Just give me the and who the fuck to do
Four away my aim's clean
Night scope on a carbine
Place my cross hairs on my eye
Squeeze the trigger, the brains fly
Violent? Yeah, you could call me
Insane? You're on the track
But turn the sounds up so I can amped
Do crew and break camp
The only way I is in a cold sweat
You say I'm crazy? You ain't see yet
I love to kill and kill for fun
The microphone goes off a handgun
It's down now grab your girl, hops
No excuses when the begin to drop
Look in my face, fool, it look like I'm
Don't become victim of mic slayin'

up? You want your feet in some concrete?
I got some that'll do you for gold teeth
But most the time I move, I move
Take a bat, break your motherfuckin'
Shoot you dead in the face with a off
One ten degrees, ice don't get soft
I'm hard as they come, I come correct
You can't the vandal hit eject
If not you better get out my face,
Or else you better be a good bullet
I'm a rip shop, tell that ass drop
Five O ice, yo a damn cop
'Cause I move hard and cold with a stroll
Five thousand dollar and fly gold
Rolex, you can't fit no more on it
Pinky ring, worth a house, if I to pawn it
What's up now You start to choke up?
You try to move on the ice, you'll get up

Midnight, for a homicide
Showtime, gonna die
E the switch and thousands of volts connect
With the weapon that's in my
I see a sucka in the third row, to riff
A paragraph and a half stiff
I start off barrages ear high
Mothers for their children, tears fly
I'm like a psycho in the zone
Speakers blown, mind gone, I be touched
Once my begin to fly
Simple stage could make you die
You got a prob nigga, you think rep's bigger?
Hold your heard right while I squeeze the trigger
'Cause I'm a crazy motherfucker, no joke
My favorite is the aroma of gunsmoke
I'm bustin' off another nightmare
Parents hate the ice, you think that I
Well, I give a fuck 'cause I rhyme tough
Drop science, still bust the ill
So now time for crime and the rhyme is mine
Track the movement from the punchline
I rhyme quickness, microphone fitness
The assassinator stay off the list