Luyện nghe bài hát Kick Off

[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"]
I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate opponent by saying anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So nothing's off limits
I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the swimming

1]
Before this kicks off, let me set my in this tees
'Cause I'm dottin' i's every time I one of these
There's not a quality at all in me
It's impossible, seems an implausible dream
Positive clean thoughts
But they're all either and mean
and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the scheme
Squashed in-between a machine
Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist radical
Suicide bomber seeing
Ariana Grande sing her last song of the
And as the audience from the damn is leaving
Detonates the strapped to his abdominal region
I'm not gonna finish that, for obvious
But bring your dogs, I'ma 'em
I'm not Eastern but I'll make a bitch Raqqa hijab
And at a extra large in the T-shirt
Headscarf and a piece of tarp the carpet, hasta la vista
I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the
And a pair of crotchless on a terrorist watch list
Gettin' head in the sand an embarrassed ostrich
Professional shit
Bitch watch who you to, like Apple wristwear
Endangered species in ABC shit a bit scarce
Prey's decreasing, I face extinction like players
Told this chick hot as Jada Pinkett
And just 'til I made her think it
Said, "Maybe we should get married."
She's facing me, I placed my feet with my square
Tell her, "Turn around," spread her legs for me, then I hit
Leave her out like a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I ripped her, anal in a split rear
Spray Febreze in the chick's
Make her wheeze get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I have a bitch
And chained to me, and away the key
And she'll be so afraid to
That even if she ends up breaking free she'll just sit
to scrape up enough courage and strength to get up
It's like rapin' a slut
We butt-naked and fuck
close, wait for you, what?
My idea, you comin' too, waking you up
With salts after I Quaalude your cup
That'll straighten you up if you try to stray a pup
to get bogged down in details
But bitch, I'm like the dog pound with
My brain is corrupt, life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a skank's neck 'til it's
but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut
And me in your raps if it makes you a buck
Or you rake in the duckets, I want payment in pub
'Cause I ain't tryna get in bars like I'm waiting the club
But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut

2]
Get a million inside of a room combined in it
Try to get idea of every possible line to spit
Every punchline, every that rhymes with it
Bitch, a whole team see me, there's no i's in it
Head so big, I shot myself ten in it
Tryna suicide in it, took five minutes
And I survived this
Someone's challenge me, who?
Battle me and win, that's a fucking too
You one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, reality
You fantasy, rally troops, try to boost the morale
Only I start a movement's a bowel
I can't even a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the booth
Not a "nah" or a "boo"
'Cause even though I'm allergic to the crap you spew
When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't get a rash from it too
'Cause when I say I have allergies, I do
But that's an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you

3]
Creature from the Black
I up and I smack the moon
You're grief struck that I'm back so
teacher for this afternoon
Creep up a pack of hoodlums
We pack a punch like Sun
Heat tucked like we each in a submachine gun
We in a submarine bun, with a bag of shrooms
Cup of lean up in the room
Bieber in a Catholic school
Selling dust and reefer when back is to him
adjust your speaker
I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' zebra I'm at the zoo
Huffin' cleaner 'til I gag from
Christina with a plastic spoon
While I bump some G-Funk and blast some
her double g-cups are massive, huge!
It's fun for me just to a boob
Plus my penis got an
My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood
and suck a mean one like it's mad at you
I speak tongue and cheek, you asslicks do
'Cause you love to eat butt, it's sad but

4]
I just sprung a suddenly
What I think in my gut instinct become in
My and my stomach link up with each other
Ink the pad, then boom!
the day Dre gave me beats, I was made elite
That's basically makes me me
Creating stink, 'til these tats are ink
Who's the greatest? Think we're still debating,
ADD, and put out an APB
'Cause take LAPD and me layin' in the street
For you to see beat
And I'll bet ya need cleats
'Cause I'd have to be stomped by forty men to suffer a
I pray please Jesus to me decent
Inhaling the main ingredient of pain relievers, and
I take three Aleves, break these fevers, I'm ailing
I stay free of and ladies screamin'
'Cause they schemin' on me
Vading the women at bay
Like Laci Peterson, baby
Legs and feet have been weighted, in semen
It's straight wait!
Even if it takes cleavers to make believers
Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to remain
Breakbeat, eat her like steak
Emcees take seats AMC theaters
ringleader, depraved king
Who media hates
Which makes things easier, still scrutiny
Villainous smooth criminal, room
With the nude Reese
Who was bruised, beat a broom
It's in two pieces, and lays in it
Bit a chewed leash, and his chain-link leapin' it
Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it
R-A-P bleed the shit, and I poop, pee it
It's a spillage, a leak, waste deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, feel like renewed leases
'Cause my releases 'em

5]
Like waste excretion, it's
As I'm givin' fools grief, they're feelin' the blues
'Cause even if stealin' my shoes,
Just to 'em's a huge feat
A and it's too steep
Obey these demons, we're still in
Keep me blank sheets
As soon as I sink teeth
And I'm killin' the loose
to shake these trees again
Wait, make that phrase repeat
Killin' the loose leaf, shake these again
Get the rake, but it ain't me 'em

6]
Vicodins, new prints, I them and chew them
The whites and the blues mixed with balloons
And I like to sniff gluesticks, put Ricin on
On the mic I'm ruthless, a crisis, a nuisance
Who I influence I two shits
If they license my music to entice with
Then use the shit like the blueprint for ISIS recruitment

7]
Excuse me while I stare into for a few
In a daze or haze, over, crazed warp loon
Mental cased off, always had a view
But you bozos keep givin' the flamethrower
No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude
Beast-mode like a lawn-mower rolled thru it
And this has little to do bein' gay, boy
just where the wordplay's goin'
But much I can say or do
ain't no excuse, the way I go at you {censored}
You say I'm screw-faced
So if I look your way, screwed
if looks could kill, I could start a hate-war too
'Cause I'd murder you straight bitches by turnin' the on you

8]
Let's take it back before the tightly-worn
To the Nike, Jordan,
The stripe Lee's, Jordache, and the white
Lightning storms might be formed
Such a forecast!
But when you're slightly hoarse,
From the cyphering or-gasp, but still your raps
While you're tightening your grasp around the mic you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past
'Cause heiny's sore, that's
'Cause you still finished fuckin' wiping your ass
From the before last
No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at
Fuck adulthood, I'm a grown-up
Where cojones at? Mine are always being rode, in fact:
They're frozen, you ever a cul-de-sac?
So big they fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em

9]
Dick so long, a shoulder-strap
For that, gotta unroll it and it back
So difficult to in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it
So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it flat it's a yoga mat
Make a bitch think she's in class
The bear you wanna poke its back
The backbone of rap, your fuckin' singles are my bonus tracks
I appear, my peers stop
Hearts fall in their stomach, spirits drop
Careers flop, gears lock, severe shock
Fear at the thought
are top-tier, I'm so high at the top
I'm in the sky I talk
Bitch, I'm so fly when I walk, my pop

Oh, and I'm just playin' ladies, you know I you
I got a idea for a