Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in motherfucking ass
One time for mother fucking mind we represent the 313
You know what I'm saying? cause they know shit about this
For the 9 6

1:
Ayo my pen and cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin cause they be maniac in action
A brainiac in son you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a of my tracks spun
My rhyming got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, sprayed on disinfectants
With ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the smoke
is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons animation
My lamination of
Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper
When I invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to from it
But when I hear the beat I'm to make another attempt at it...
I'm

2:
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of elite defense
I got some meat to mince fruit to stompin and two feet to rinse
I intensive ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are
One thought in my cerebral is deeper a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause pandemonium
a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, of data, Eliminator
There's never a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to
My accapella releases plastic through telekinesis
And you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, meant to be Infinite

You heard of hell well I was from it
I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But when I hear the I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm

3:
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been ever since
My residence was to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all
Cause there's a monster will in me that always to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming like a
to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My is intergalactical
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to
I packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't
A man who ain't a lover of or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my jam
Plus the man who had a plan B
Be all you can be, once you make an instant hit
I'm tense to be tempted when I see the my friends commit...
I'm

You of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it's and sentenced for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent it
But I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm
You heard of hell I was sent from it
I went to it's surface and sentenced for instruments
Now I'm to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another at it...
I'm