Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

I stagger in the gathering by a patter-in
That be
the global my vocals be traveling unraveling my abdomen
It's slime that's grammatics that are masculine
I grab the men, verbally badgering
I wish that Madeline was back on LP
I went against all and got a even steven
to read and not believing everything I'm reading
But my was bleeding, needing feeding and exercise
I seek the best of buys, it's a lie to textualize
I analyze where I rest my
And chastise the best of with punchlines
I'm Nestle when crunch-time
For mind like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be
I deliver like the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines on rhymes I combine
I'm hype I'm unsigned, my diet I un-swine
beef sometimes -- I try to cut back on that shit
This rap shit is truly control
My style is too developed to be
the freestyle, so now it's out on parole
They tried to hold my in a holding cell so I would sell
I bonded with a break and had to make bail
A Mr. Meaner fell on his knee for the
I asked No for his ID and the judge thought was two of me
Motion for a to retest my fingerprints
They relinquished Sense, I was guilty in a sense

I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike when in dim
I use to enlight devices hit the skin tight
Words of wisdom wail my windpipe, imagination's in flight
I send light, like Ben's I've been bright
Get open like on gym nights and in fights I rights
Don't hook with skins my like I spend nights up in dykes
In spite, I've been as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in bass lines, rinse in riffs, dry in
Come from a tribe of bums on Negro and mums
Had to halt with the malt
Cause off the malt liquor, I niggas, now my speech and thoughts quicker
Southside streets with no heat and no sticker
UAC got my back and we don't get no
UAC got my back and we get no thicker
UAC got my back and we don't, now it
I'm a ho but not a ho nigga, ain't of no nigga
But my turn to go I gotta go
And I'm gone the storm