Luyện nghe bài hát Mindfreak

[Criss - Intro]
Yo it's Angel.
I want to introduce you to the ultimate freak,
the conjurer, the prestedigitator, the Ludacris.

Abra cadabra, welcome to the show
ladies your eyes on the great what it do you for
not much to hear me spit it how I it
admit it I'm gon kill it every chance I get it
and I'm too to quit it like hammer
telling my life behind bars I've been rapping in the slammer
and other rappers slipping like they on banana's
but Luda focused like I've been rapping for the camera's
I'm than the mind of Minotaur
women say I stay harder than a rock like the of Gibraltar
thats why they like to blow me like put me on a poster
and keep me by there side they put me in a holster
I thought I told you, like magic
plus I steady get them like magic
so much money that these won't leave
plus I got a other tricks up my sleeve
cos..

it's Cris Mind freak in the back of a
I know magic pooof do away with clothes
I know magic pooof do away with clothes
I know magic pooof do away with clothes

2]
Voila, and for my next
I'm in the hood with my don't set trip
rep your side, throw it up you bulimic
and if you got money like Stevie I've never it
bastards, these boys cashless
I'm on that green like Woods at the masters
I cause like Doomsday
your whole life is a like April fools day
just kidding cha, now here's the punchline
I eat every verse thinks it's lunch time
I'm good under pressure, when it's crunch time
I put your chick in like one time
one rhyme will your whole damn album
one rhyme will me sign on the X like Malcolm
the industry is rapping halfway and I'll em
then skeet off your girl, guess what, here's the outcome

3]
Luda, got more than in Orlando
and plenty rounds of like Rambo
try to compete and get played a banjo
they really need to stop it like niggas wearing
take another step and get
I'm on a roll as if my pupils were
thank God I made it, I'm they call the best
I rip your fucking heart out off what call your chest
I'm a beast with it, the peace with it
give me a beat and I'll have a lyrical feast it
then throw it in the trash and let you finish
your life is Scrooge like the ghost of Christmas
and I'm the Grim reaper, prepare to your death
you see me on the tube, now me in the flesh
speaking of once your girl is out of the sack
you can me pull a fat rabbit out of my hat
because...