Luyện nghe bài hát Bizarre

Feel the from the streets, I got to eat
Talk what I walk, I stalk bronze feet
spells, yell durag sheet
She rags sheet, jump on the jame with 36 peak

Beat up the beat, rap treat mix
Cape in the wind like the Wu flix
Now, the spirit, crash more clearer
The of body, covers the man in the mirror

Kick down the door, the Terror Fam
Cracklin', screamin', who I am
Who else could cut, budge, eye on the tiger rap
Rule the rough stap, cryin', his eyes strapped

clothin', perhaps speed glowin'
The golden wise domes, unknown
The unforbidden, got to live, wild style
To the mind, boy I'll bring out the sun

You in this rap in this world bizarre
And ya hit pretty in the city of frauds
But uplift the and I heal ya scars
risk pullers small, we all shinin' stars

And you trapped in this rap in this bizarre
And ya hit hard in the city of frauds
But uplift the and I heal ya scars
'Cuz risk pullers small, we all stars

Now, of all, yo, we ain't no saints
Can we lay in the trench and the war paint?
The same feelin' scheme, temper the rhythm mean
My self-esteem, my '98 hit 'em

spot blast, even though I shot last
The underdog stranger, super freak hot
The hard drop rip is a swing
Kiss my Redemption with a full of sting

with the gifts, it's the God Body Squad
It's not a myth, we all laws
Now, reach for the stars, now top to the
But, all in the all be grateful to be

While we work the muscle, we meditate the
Serious the world, experience this
The razor voice, flavor choice steam,
We feelin' now to dominate the scene

The grass more green, speed demon
The cliffhanger vaccine, man in
Now from round one, mayor sum
I won't stop the war y'all drown in my drum

You in this rap in this world bizarre
And ya hit hard in the city of frauds
But uplift the and I heal ya scars
'Cuz risk pullers small, we all stars

And you trapped in this rap in world bizarre
And ya hit pretty hard in the of frauds
But uplift the mind and I heal ya
'Cuz risk pullers small, we all stars

Now, here come the rhythm, style that's
Now, it's up from the Hell the olive oil voice
Now hurry my hurt, bury dirt deep
Against rap war startin', robbin' in the wind

The blue skies and the great red birds
From the pitch black city with the link verbs
Golden Arms song to restore the Earth's beauty
Grant me a beast, stamp kill me the jury

When I tone a capell, Hell has
A force has awakened, vengeance
Midnight power plant, seekin' the
My wrestlin' vest, fresh, dry bone

My destruction is official cyclones
poems, my throne
One fill, bigger homes, bigger stones
on now

You trapped in this rap in this world
And ya hit hard in the city of frauds
But uplift the and I heal ya scars
'Cuz pullers small, we all shinin' stars

And you in this rap in this world bizarre
And ya hit hard in the city of frauds
But uplift the mind and I heal ya
risk pullers small, we all shinin' stars, now

We're the best, I you
That's not what heard, there's a lot of Shaolin men around here
not important
Are you to deceive me?
Oh no sir no sir

Those damn students, they're just a bunch of rebels
and again in the past
The court has given orders to wipe out
Be the Shaolin, and a teacher
Who is man?
The God of War