Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshine In A Bag

Yo, yo, yo

'Cause I'm this, from the mist
Lyricist and my thoughts be
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a that's never existed
My futuristic linguistics turn into statistics
I'm a misfit with a sadistic characteristics

I perform murderous acts on my tracks a single breath
And if a boy the test, then I be stampin' upon his chest
Done a mess
Not a man conceive the weed I'm consumin'
And I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a

I spit words from my mouth be turnin' you inside out
And I tie knots in intestines just I'm a boy scout
workin' 'em out
Now rearrangin' your whole structure
Then I some Nine Inch Nails to perform some acupuncture

When I punch ya, I rupture all of ribcage in a rage
And I turn you into a cartoon too erase the page
I take you to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flintstone
Get Dino to a machinos and then force you to live home

I'ma take off like a jet pack get back, rather step back
I'ma the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck snap
Life can flip raps while riding a skateboard and doin' a
And your head in a spin like staring at turn table skid mats

I'm a lion, big cat
This is real talk, not big
Did ya get 'Cause I ain't no small timer
I on big tracks

Now feel the I create, this heavyweight
I'm to detonate and demonstrate
How I generate lyrics that levitate

To the top, my escalate
and leave you panickin'
Take the ground from beneath your
Leave you like Anakin

I'm sharper the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins
My style is totally buck wild and definitely happenin'
To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be in
To me, I be out of world like aliens who were time travelin'

I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I
Forget Karate Kid and these blocks, I chop from concrete
Concrete, concrete, concrete, w-w-well, well,

I've been stoned ever since the of creation, I've been red
I'm a mad dred, causin' so much in Russel's head
My lyricism is like an aneurysm inside his brain
He plays the beat in a trance and never feeling no pain

I could never be a because I possess so many faces
I'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of
lines longer than laces, I'm gracin' you with my presence
The lyrics flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescence

I and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodle
I smashed the top of your with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle
I'm as animated as Japanese causin' calamities
Some serious savory my roarous rhymes of reality

At the of sound, I'm wanderin' around
The clown done tried to defeat us tenacities or audacity
Don't you ever thought you beat us
Beat us, beat us, us