Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Boroughs

Yo yo brand new KRS y'all, 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
I'm cold sick of them
Much quicker than lyrically trickin and my Tribe
be on a like Tip and them
On every avenue puttin the full in em
Splittin and strippin em down while spittin a
into them soundclash see winnin them, just them
Get rid of bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even them
In the new we killin them
Breeze Deep, and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em
battles we been in them now we rebuildin them
We blaze, fulfillin them, ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We styles, other be stealin them

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

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

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

We destroy {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Christ
You see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and rice
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 sometime get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But those with a tiny hiney they get whiny
So guard your girl, World, cock the gun, pop it son
fam, illa players, Killa Cam is still the man

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

Priest]
Yo, hit you with the force of an iron
your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged
Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, mountains slanted
Rock the earth of the axle, who
Polar bears beneath the sea
be runnin wild like the Lil' Rascals
Puttin dinosaurs inside of fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin through
and jumpin down shafts
Searchin for {ass}, stayin low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in bags
On stage like a goin mad
WHAT? yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all means you you gotta put Queens on it
Put on it, Q.B. we rep often
Take over your party, slamdance witcha
your ladies back to the projects with us
Then sent her {ass} on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons with
And we use those, til the man act
other than he's to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn missed dat
get pissed 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 alone is worth five (uh-huh)
A twelve song LP, that's mics (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I on your snipe
and tell you you} and that {bitch} on your bike
City!!

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

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