Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Boroughs

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

We hit em and get em, we em and jig em
we pick em and em
them whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip
cause I'm cold of them
Much quicker them lyrically trickin and my Tribe
be on a Quest like Tip and
On avenue puttin the full clip in em
Splittin and strippin em down while a round
into them see winnin them, just begginin them
Get rid of bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't consider them
In the new millenium we them
Breeze Deep, and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em
Many we been in them now we rebuildin them
We blaze, them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, be stealin them

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

Let's take a walk through Crown
Steppin through the city at night, 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 everybody clockin
Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you
Why You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my Biggie

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

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

[?]
Uptown massive, Uptown the
let the ? kali, no sorrow
Uptown trestle, Uptown of
I grab you ? got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up ? hurt no tell de boss
And if dem me off dey are a bunch of ghosts
And if dem gal are up, den dem know da gal are boss
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
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Killah
Yo, hit you with the force of an iron
Tear your face off the planet, leavin damaged
Witcha back cracked the canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the of the axle, crabs who
Polar bears the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild the Lil' Rascals
dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and in halls
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin 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
Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep
Take over your party, slamdance hood
Took your ladies back to the projects us
Then 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} what I'm to do?
Shots whistle, damn near dat
Shoes get at

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

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

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