Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

I stagger in the gathering possessed by a
That be
Over the my vocals be traveling unraveling my abdomen
It's that's babbling grammatics that are masculine
I grab the men, verbally badgering
I wish that Madeline was on Video LP
I went all odds and got a even steven
Proceed to read and not believing I'm reading
But my was bleeding, needing feeding and exercise
I didn't seek the of buys, it's a lie to textualize
I analyze where I rest my
And the best of guys with punchlines
I'm Nestle when it's
For your like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be
Cause I deliver the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I
I'm hype I'm unsigned, my diet I un-swine
Eating sometimes -- I try to cut back on that shit
rap shit is truly outta control
My style is too developed to be
the freestyle, so now it's out on parole
They to hold my soul in a holding cell so I would sell
I bonded a break and had enough to make bail
A Mr. Meaner fell on his for the jury
I asked No for his ID and the judge there was two of me
for a recess to retest my fingerprints
They Sense, cause I was guilty in a sense

I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike in dim light
I use to enlight devices hit the skin tight
Words of wisdom from my windpipe, imagination's in flight
I send light, like kite I've been bright
Get open like on gym nights and in fights I rights
Don't hook with skins my friends like I spend nights up in
In spite, I've indicted as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in lines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a tribe of hooked on Negro and mums
Had to halt with the liquor
Cause off the liquor, I fought niggas, now my speech and thoughts quicker
Cruising Southside streets with no heat and no
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 scared of no
But it's my turn to go I go
And I'm gone the storm