Luyện nghe bài hát Infinite

Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in motherfucking ass
One time for your mother fucking we represent the 313
You know what I'm saying? they don't know shit about this
For the 9 6

1:
Ayo my pen and cause a chain reaction
To get your relaxin cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son you mainly lack
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my spun
My rhyming skills got you climbing
I travel through your until you spine like siren drills
I'm grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana
This is the season for noise pollution
of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of
Hit's a snare and of track fucked up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and
I turn the into a barren wasteland...
I'm

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

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

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

3:
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some 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 a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric embezzler
No one is speacialer, My skill is
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it practical
I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track for fancy
In fact I see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a on my last jam
Plus the man who had a plan B
Be all you can be, cause once you an instant hit
I'm to be tempted when I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm

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