Luyện nghe bài hát Glide

Yo, Deck track
break back Yo

A of a wreckage
50 shell hot track leaking out the
hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders
Call shop of horrors, Lyric just smoking in my
and boil, ?lugotan? hurricane the holler
Daily operation, bullet train tingle
8 seconds a scar your wild buccaneer
Round table around ten musketeer
you, got all the riches
Think you poli with
You could run the fuck opponent, with the glitches
The swiftness, hit the spots that are
Shake the ground decent, like 3 sticks of

My deceive the population
Start the generation by artificial insemination
Contaminate stations, for music in the
camps, Assassinate for industry domination
Abomination, The Competition and you mistaken
I'm a nuclear warhead bomb
Extermination of the next man, when the blazing
We burn this for occasions, I see your expiration
your sweatin,
I cassette deck and eject selection for air time
Blow a hole through your so you can think with a clear mind
A of hard rhyme, and slang cracking in spare time

Crime
We with the undisputed, routin toutin
21 gun solutin, new
Wu-Tang, slang your unit
Put us in your cassette deck, yo,
Smash and blast the shit, I'm than math
That makes you through the devil
And surpass
The stakes is hot, like bullet snatch
And hot
operational gats mmhmm
The uncanny, panty man
Crock, took by the of the candy man
Look, now you caught up in the
Rap and my appetite destruction

Today's day, The gets dropped on America
Human civilization in treble concentration camps
Replacement amps blown, abduction
The Mad seduction corruption
From The brain cells
Its duck season. fuck treason
Blast as you trespass, enters your mouth and exits your ass
Impregnate the math, give birth to a newborn
Figure of speech drew form, with 8
Napalms, collapses stages you perform on
Drama face, abominate, sling crack behind the black gate
The fades the hearts of men
Slip the in
Off the hook like telemarketing sales condone over the

Danger
Bozzy Capone alone, in a terradome
With a great cannon, bones swollen
Straight both ways
All you lay down I spray the brain damage
the banners, the green gamma ray
Gain up the same data,
Then a dark part where D and you used to all day
The ray sound stung you, You kung fu check the
fire line I gun you for fun
Dial
Someone down the tunnel son
1-2 Check your
Captain Crunch, on you for lunch
You punchbag drunk, headed monk
Top bunk, chunk trunk full of junk
Buffer and bump stop me
a scum sucking muthafuckas,
Ducking my shit luckily

Other emcees a big mistake
on the mic that's truly great
What? how you want it fried or
I place in right through the of a snake
Sceam at mapps, what we can take
Til the day we die, the pearly gates
Golden Arms strong, I'm holding weight

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