Luyện nghe bài hát Rapid Eye Movement

It's not latin, or white, or music
It's that cooked up coke, music
Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
It's lucid rapid eye movement

My think like a piranha tank think, multiple bites figure
Mega, reality, tera,
Grand Theft Auto, day Mickey and Mallory Small
But I'm sick to walk into an art gallery and piss on a Picasso
statues, rub my balls on her face, shit on it, and throw it at you
So the beat intensifies
I become emotionally
Like, once I slapped a with mace
Then I spit acid in his face, he rinsed his eyes, no wait
I actually grew five times my grabbed
by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him
Now practicing sacrilegious activism
is for battle, and practical rap with wisdom
Actually, it's pragmatic capitalism for
that crack under pressure and collapse I get 'em
Monch is medicinal man medical marijuana
With a phase plasma rifle like I'm searchin' for Conner
And shorty's got brains, shorty not
I'm 40 blocks I'm a killa 40 watt range
With an arrangement of bullets that I've
Encrypted in scriptures specific names
That shall remain
Me and the in a relationship that's monogamous
It's like I'm married to the
Until I file for and release my ex-calibers
Do art your arteries, place that for my adversaries
Put snap back cap back, cap your capillaries like

It's not latin, or white, or music
It's cooked up coke, crack music
Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap
that lucid rapid eye movement

Vocally twice as magnifying as hearing Chewbacca scream
Through a megaphone with the of Dr. King

Cause I'm trying to see man united referencing UK soccer teams
My philosophy prophecy, the opposite of Mephistopheles I incited
to Earth to warn of environmental atrocities, and nobody can copy me
Stop, it's not but probable that it's only philosophical mockery, strange
copper to gold, switch properties, bang!
Stay on top of the globe, monopolies, aim
stock in the soul, spit properly

Take stock in the soul, spit
That extended clip on my hip awkwardly
I'm diabolical, follicle triggers I cock and squeeze
Sending shots to Greece to pop Socrates
I bear like button-downs without the sleeves
Manic and possessive like apostrophes
My waive the doctor fees
When I wave the pistol and say listen quick, watchin' me so I can
National Association for the
Of drugs for enhancement
And it's tough taking so many
But I've been a bad seed from the womb, they call me cancer
And I got an heart, although I'm totally handsome
And I take the love of your life and hold her for
And my cam that never stood for any national anthems
Was hood, I am the answer
And prove it
Black attire, fire, rapid eye movement
I'm from a species is higher, I am not human
Extraterrestrial alien, a monster killer of conscience
In a barrel of
Ex-Slave sadomasochist gave the mass of my ass to kiss
A dyin' breed, I'm the of this
Black is as miraculous as of Nazareth
When I vocalize the crowd rise Lazarus
It's the Rhode Scholar, my collar piss off Peter
Your holla, he's on top of the bars
a Mr. Globe Trotter in my Adidas
Pure cheetah, hoppin' out of exotic European 4 seater
Hollerin' cheeba cheeba like I'm
Killin' is the dark
Villain, I'm God, I'm
Sometimes I'm Bob Dylan put blood on these tracks, for
So, God-willin' you'll what I'm spillin'
Yeah, I quit, I'm still syndicatin' up
Me and Monch, still here for the benefit of us
This is straight razor behavior, I get enough
Get the picture, my militia gettin' as fuck

Yea, suicide murder
from the underground through the fiber optics
Pharoahe, Black Thought, complete the
The outlandish

It's not latin, or white, or black
It's that up coke, crack music
Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
It's that rapid eye movement