Luyện nghe bài hát N.I.C.E.

Now its everything
For the next three plus you gotta
Admit when Im rhymin' its nice, heart is my piata
My word will astound
I make your mom say wow ironically wow is the word mom upside
to separate myself from my bizarre persona
Like a rabid cadaver tryin' to stab his own donor
I walked a kilometer, tried to be calm and not empty this liquid Molotov shot into your yarmulke
Pardon my LAVA algorithm, a married coward laugh and Brad Childress slap his wisdom this isnt sadomasochism
Its a crass addiction and diction
Have you tap out of
A beast like Batista the Puerto edition
The script
With The Smith typewriter
the Ted Kaczynski wrote his manifesto on
America better invest in its urban
Or get demolished like London riots
Im pissing on immigration laws outside of my vehicle
With Casey severed head hanging from my rear view
Im outta my mind ancient from the cellar evil
blind even Helen Kellers favorite color was chino
Now its Chino
I use a verse as a murder weapon word
Sometimes living in hells giving the best of heaven
Come my venomous threat Chino is deaths pet
Born a heart created straight from Satans chemistry set
Will I ever be outshined, still to be seen
'Till Im in a with a sign "remains to be seen"
You a man thats standing at the crossroads
not a poor soul flow is softer than them Glee episodes
Youd think Im starvin' how hard Im charging the scenery how you figure that the Garden of Eden would be
Problem with a nigga I say it to they
steps to perfection I am a staircase
Pull OReillys spine out
You figure Im a overdose before you even get official word, Amy
Mind of weaponry from the times of the Byzantines you talking but Chinos metal physically
The epitome of infinity and validity of my divinity half animal activity only in captivity
Legitimately any gladiator from Sicily
He pattern or manage to match my intensity mentally, Im N.I.C.E
Now its Chino
You could be this nice in your next or somethin'
Just die and follow the light thats like that Oslo gunman
You rhyme like a thats got whore ways
Laughters the best medicine so your records then should AIDS
To quote my mom Im a thick-skinned son of a bitch Id walk through rose for the thorns whenever I itched
Was and branded
And vanquished in an ancient
Faced embraced evasive and made it my based language
The horror carver the

spittin' sangre en tu
leave your head sliced on a platter
Maana manyaca I caca on favorite Floca rapper
Sick laughter witch crafter, bastard is mastered
Six pastors took to access
The madness Monastic
like Pontius Pilates bandits given Jesus back whippings and
Viva Latino Chino do a show
Theyll be hustlin' outside of your local Home Depot
flow perfected inside of my raps
Greatness, a destination that you not arrive at, never
I the uncomfortable silence when I drop my verses
Its agreed on by churches Im the idol you can worship
Brolic and in public or in solitude
Im liable to and boggle the human mind to molecules
Not with a vendetta
Just a mile these non-spitters that are considered the fittest trend setters
Lucifer was my babysitter
Til Im surrounded by every step daughter of Jenner
Chino significant even I just speak and brag
My certificate is printed on a Puerto Rican flag