Luyện nghe bài hát The Bomb

It's a holocaust to the boss when I toss
Too much knowledge kicked then you're
In a of feet, Jinx the fiddler
And I control your like Hitler

You bow and vow to
See now, a sucker with a style boring me
So I K N O W
L E D G E it trouble you

Then I transform like a
a mic as a bomb
In my palm
But I stay calm

So
Others flow so they go schizophrenic
You thought I a dud in your face
Until you the blood of the bass

Then you faint, or yet pass out
When I'm on the mic, believe ass out
You you're raw so you draw

You lose, hung, you bite your tongue
The whole saw in awe as you strangle
A on your neck, and you dangle
From side to side in the blazing
You're beat, you're dead, the fell off
You you're turning red

It's that your head burst
And is only the first verse
Of the

Don't up the fight let them rumble
Over the years watched some go super-bad quick
Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the

Now ask yourself, who's
I take funky, funky and I loop it
And pimp you in the face with the bass
And the boom the bomb that I drop, stop

You a flat top as a fashion
I love women with a passion
But when they gotta go and show ass in
I clown the hoes, yeah

You gotta the ones with the big derrieres
They'll steer you
Ice got it going on, hit me
For the boogie two times for the gangster rhyme

The system wholesome
want to put a young brother in Folsom
And see me on lockdown
But I up foul then they get knocked out, word

To the brother that rolls the
Everybody getting knocked to the curb that
Jinx got the gat, and it's a
kick a funky beat to peel your cap

Now the mack? Who's the hoe? Who's the trick?
I got many, many won't you take a pick
But be alarmed
When I and stumble and fumble
And the, drop the bomb

I'm solo, you ask how I'm
Still dropping shit than a pigeon

the L, the E, the N, the C, the H
The M, the O, the B, the
Lyrics that the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper don't like coppers

And if you try to the pot, son
You get kicked in the chest a shotgun
I make the beats, I the breaks
I make the rhymes make you shake
Make you

Ice Cube never caught in the
I make to kick you in the ass a little
And never hesitate to stutter step
Or a repetition on the mic

Still all the hype
left to right
How left to fight?
So that Lench Mob like?