Luyện nghe bài hát The Guidelines

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alaikum, people of good will
I offer you the of thought manifested skill
To finally reveal the open-end
As real as the that you're embodied in
To the cavity your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And there might been a slight, rotation warp to curve
The course of course, I'm cordial when I'm

I won't distort, I don't
Connect, conduct, collect, or conceal
In full control of the roll of the
My eyes are my to decipher the science
Omitting defiance the high-tech mic check
The that flashed, I pushed for absolute destruction
structure is lifted from the ground
The foundation mound is broke, so you float

I'm embedded in what is known as
Let it be shown, enzyme is complete
In time, you'll see the of the pulse pump
Rapidly, heart rate, happily
I happen to be the dark man who the charts
I arch my line to make a rainbow
But it ain't the though, yo
The tried and pros are chasing fool's gold

Sliding holes like small rodents
It's evident, my embellishment peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
Big Ace is the spinner, in the center
Inventor, and I plan to be a meaning
be in the inner outer ovaries, overload, overboard
Overseas hearin' oversees more, the eye
Can I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist,
The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this,
I give it a rivet, hold it, at the pivot

I love it, learn to live it, give you my exhibit
Not inhibited, not a little bit when I'm inclined
My to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
And you can the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to your hip-hop guideline
You can play the sideline, write in your spare time
'Cuz I'd rather stimulate mind than emulate your purpose
And we have touched on the surface of the serpent

Consider me part of the dust, in the
I collect the samples from the rust
Penetrate the crust then trust no
Driven by the sonic, language
Your ashes the flashes, of the neon
From beyond, what of planet could I be on?
I don't know, but I'ma be on for eons, and
While many think they can never play out
Get in a time frame and never find their way out

I stay off the dramatization and I
seeking the challenge
To the world the incredible talents
I cut the corners, smooth out the
Worthlessness is just half of the
I read the grid kid, I did column
I note the kingdom, and the phylum
Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the

I mark it on the bullseye, of flies and the wing in the sky
My sparks the dark streets of your resting ground
I suggest that you your town
I the oxygen, mark off the memory
You will never forget to the lone wolverine
Marine biologist with the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, hurdle
Tight girdle, and my word'll be the last

I incubate every millennium
I and I hibernate, to pass any of 'em
I am potent,
No color, no odor, no taste, no replaceable
No heart, no head, a carcass
The darkest days come, before the light
I my watch and stand right before the mic
By the powers, in me, I digested MC's

for thought, caught on to the end of the rope and swung
Then stood as if I was on a cliff
Not beneath sticks, my are made of bricks
When I walk my footprints cement
I am not nor am I unusual
Nor am I to, hideous crimes
Every is captured and trapped in my mind

Given the spinal tap as the final rap
My attempts to redefine hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, write in your spare time
My to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, rhymes in your spare time
'Cuz I have the night owl on the prowl
Master of the free penpal style I'm, om-nipotent

I'm, some, government experiment that is out of
I'm from big black hole
I up, select, and rec'd every tangle
I up, and you can try, any angle
Even Bermuda, but I the barracuda
Then I'm, octagon in the wind the pollen