Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Boroughs

Yo yo new KRS y'all, Maximum Strength
5 of death we rep to death
Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx..

We hit em and get em, we em and jig em
we em and kick em
Flippin them whip and I'm them lip
cause I'm cold sick of
Much quicker than them lyrically and my Tribe
be on a Quest Tip and them
On every avenue the full clip in em
Splittin and strippin em down while a round
into them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin
Get rid of ev-ery bit of them them negative idioms
I don't even consider
In the new millenium we them
Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, we thrillin em
Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin
We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, and them
We originate styles, other be them

You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is
Comin out to {fuck} the best, put it in your chest
it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see
if you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next
This sho' is real, this is the deal, I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to my {shit} and keep it comin
Then bring it back, another stack, of raps to blow your back out
How many of wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse

Let's take a walk through Crown
Steppin the city at night, with the ? and two mic
Form a little lynch mob, and stomp the five boroughs
Head back to Brooklyn in the
Back on the block, I see the cops clockin
Buckshot, you see the rocks, me I got you shocked
Why not? You see the
Buckshot, I represent and my {nigga} Biggie

[Keith
I'm C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay fly and high
Where a get mad if you call her a {bitch}
And a rat'll get mad if you call her a
Where the rich emerge, the {niggaz} from the ditch
And a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo this is for my on the block all day
Who give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay
Put your on it, yo we never fronted
Long Island got of the best {niggaz} that ever done it
From Riverhead to C.I. to to Wyndanch
{Niggaz} comin will not stand a chance
Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale
Comin deep from the of hell
I'm dead serious, even you see me smilin
Rough to break New York from Long Island

We destroy {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and
about a G a night, they can't read or write
But I got every creed and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the
But y'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But with a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny
So your girl, Harlem World, cock the gun, pop it son
Fila fam, players, Killa Cam is still the man

[?]
Uptown massive, the borough
Uptown let the ? kali, no
Uptown trestle, Uptown of
I you ? they got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up ? hurt no tell de boss
And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of
And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are
De rap try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can me Cedro
I put a rap to singalong in all de ?
And if da gal a ? ? the rainbow
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Killah
Yo, hit you with the force of an horse
Tear your face off the planet, leavin damaged
Witcha back the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the earth of the axle, who
Polar bears the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild the Lil' Rascals
Puttin dinosaurs of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin through malls, and clash in halls
Beatin through walls, stompin through floors
and jumpin down shafts
Searchin for they {ass}, low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, their hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a goin mad
WHAT? yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep
Take over your party, slamdance hood
Took your ladies back to the with us
sent her {ass} back on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the words to my song
See we one big borough of Dons with
And we use those, til the man act
other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn near dat
Shoes get at

From the, tip of my Timbs, to my
The hostile, english, E widemouth
Get PCP fiends, jumpin off
And if you had the balls, be walkin off stiff
My paragraph is worth five mics (uh-huh)
A twelve song LP, that's thirty-six (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I spit on snipe
and tell you {fuck you} and that on your bike
City!!

[Reverand
Aiyyo.. now it
Never try me crimey I'm grimy so deny me
I be Little like Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney
Buy me keys, to my Benz and my
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the of my group
(now it up)
to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin up a dime, there go another you figured
Never drivin by nine, never up a dime if you was
Never been that
If you really wanna me, brother don't stress me
Or you just be
It's Reverand like a Jesse, that's just me
and just my colon

The boroughs of death, we rep to death
aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it real
when the boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we the spot
rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets hot