Luyện nghe bài hát The 8th Samurai

M.U.R.S a known to rip a microphone
Leave you enthrasted in the
Much to advanced to
Master of this urban science
Combined my legendary
9th wonder of the world after the giant
East Oakland California is where we
The to leave compititions silent
See pull that B in emcee
i'd give it to u straight
At the one eight zero
And I be the man
Platinum certificates
Cause this shit get heard a million times
Rhymes so intricate will have to rewind
Sometimes I feel quiting
Until I hear a up there with a microphone
bullshitin, I'm like that's koo the fuck up
If he knew i was sitting
Got a dope Rhyme for
A beady touch my lip, an added to the text
For about five years so that
Eighteen thousand two hundred
Dope just to hit your ear
Precise Calculations nigga master the
mathematics and understanding
Rules supreme, so i your ass
Get down with the team
and in it to be 9
Niggas know when to out like Doc Gutton
they've met with my mind
So to reach and fuck up
My herbs run average, I'll turn one
Raise to let you
I got a grip of
You still at that Grabbing stage, to have it
to kick, like bet money underneath my feet
Your shit hella weak, But so far from me And these wack
muthafuckers mix
Like music to by and way to funky
So nigga's get ate quick
Couple punk muthafuckers got me Freestyle battles ain't shit
so my ass is trying to quit, but rap game
Got to many
For Underground rap shows
Not enough and way to many bitches