Luyện nghe bài hát The Guidelines

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

I distort, I don't contort
Connect, conduct, collect, console or
In full control of the roll of the
My are my appliance to decipher the science
Omitting with the high-tech mic check
The that flashed, I pushed for absolute destruction
Your is lifted from the ground
The mound is broke, so you float around

I'm embedded in what is known as
Let it be shown, every enzyme is
In time, see the pace of the pulse pump
Rapidly, heart rate, happily
I happen to be the dark man who the charts
I arch my horizontal to make a rainbow
But it the same though, yo
The tried and true pros are chasing gold

Sliding through holes like rodents
It's obviously evident, my embellishment at two-ninety-two I.Q.
'Cuz Big Ace is the spinner, in the
Inventor, and I plan to be a winner
I'll be in the inner outer ovaries, overload,
Overseas oversees more, than the eye
Can I stand, primitive, sentimentalist, escapist
The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this,
I it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot

I it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit
Not inhibited, not even a bit when I'm inclined
My attempts to 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 your than emulate your purpose
And we only touched on the surface of the serpent

Consider me part of the dust, in the
I must the samples from the rust
Penetrate the then trust no living
Driven by the sonic, passion
Your ashes spark the flashes, of the
From beyond, what kind of planet I be on?
I know, but I'ma be on for eons, and eons
While many think that they can never out
Get trapped in a time frame and find their way out

I off the dramatization and I balance
seeking the challenge
To show the world the talents
I cut the corners, out the surfaces
Worthlessness is just half of the
I the grid kid, I did every column
I note the animal kingdom, and the
Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the

I mark it on the bullseye, of and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark of your resting ground
I suggest that you warn your
I the oxygen, mark off the memory
You never forget to remember the lone wolverine
biologist machine with the verbal
Internal fertile, foot, over hurdle
like girdle, and my word'll be the last

I every other millennium
I fast and I hibernate, to any of 'em
I am potent,
No color, no odor, no taste, no parts
No heart, no head, just a
The darkest days come, right the light
I my watch and stand right before the mic
By the powers, vested in me, I MC's

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

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

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