Luyện nghe bài hát Ill-m-i

Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, and you
comin' thru
Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, and you
Illuminati comin'

Flow the Cassius, swing like the Clay
One day, I'm'a make the world pay
With k.o.'s and okay we bash
You got that right, I'm'a rock the Morse code
Transmit 'n throwin' fits 'n paparazzi zits
Get flipped out and squeezed fresh like sun kissed
And if I miss my missles you're still gonna sizzle
'Cause I frizzle fry radiation style

You got your pipeline clogged man get that routed
You got the style and since you don't know about it
Who's the loser (I am) because we come in love
And choicer and did I mention (no you didn't)
Then I do sir, producer, hit me with the
obliged got the head of a moose
So me on the wall of your livin' room
Sure to bring the
Speakin' a zoom deep into your tomb

And if you feel the vibe glide true on you
And if you need to drive through it's on you
And if your screamin' "moi non plus" like
What you tryin' to do you can't fade the true one

Eruption type I got the vocal spurtmatic
Suction cup hands upside the slammin' planet
I do windows (on school days) Jim Jones (type kool-aid)
All these (style bouquets) I clip those (for doomsday)
Got flavor, the uprisen Savior
Manifestin' thru mics, blastin' out your graveyard
every bite that TOBYMAC gave ya
Turn and tell your neighbor this ball-o-dirt is goin' labor