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 pick em and 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 avenue puttin the full clip in em
and strippin em down while spittin a round
into them soundclash see them, just begginin them
Get rid of bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even consider
In the new millenium we them
Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we em
Many battles we been in them now we them
We blaze, fulfillin them, ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, be stealin them

You got a good in your rolodex, who flow is next?
Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in chest
Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; see
if you can hold your breath, by the time I to the next flow
This sho' is real, is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and 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 Crown Heights
Steppin through the at night, with the ? and two mic
Form a little lynch mob, and through the five boroughs
Head back to 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 {nigga}

Murray]
I'm from C-I, L-I,
Where the and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high
Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a
And a rat'll get mad if you her a snitch
Where the rich emerge, with the {niggaz} from the
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, herbs
Yo is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay
Put your money on it, yo we never
Long Island got some of the {niggaz} that ever done it
From Riverhead to C.I. to to Wyndanch
{Niggaz} through will not stand a chance
From to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale
Comin deep from the depths of
I'm dead serious, even you see me smilin
Rough enough to break New from Long Island

We destroy {niggaz}, advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, and rice
Makin about a G a night, they can't or write
But I got creed and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the light
But sometime y'all get crimey crimey, grimy
But those with a tiny hiney they get whiny
So guard your girl, 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 grab you ? got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up North ? hurt no de boss
And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of
And if dem gal are up, den dem know da gal are boss
De rap try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can me Cedro
I put a rap to in all de ? crew
And if da gal a bitch ? ? the
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Killah
Yo, hit you the force of an iron horse
your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged
Witcha cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted
the earth of the axle, crabs who
Polar beneath the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild the Lil' Rascals
Puttin inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
{motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in halls
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin floors
and jumpin down elevator
Searchin for {ass}, stayin low in the grass
a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage mad
Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put on it, Q.B. we rep often
Take over party, slamdance witcha hood
your ladies back to the projects with us
Then sent her {ass} back on the home
Satisfied, she learned the words to my song
See we one big of Dons with firearms
And we use those, til the man act
than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, near missed dat
get pissed 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, you'd be off stiff
My paragraph is worth five mics (uh-huh)
A twelve song LP, thirty-six mics (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 I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that
Buy me keys, to my Benz and my
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my
(now it up)
Beat to the rhythm of the
I'm givin up a dime, go another line you figured
Never by nine, never givin up a dime if you was
Never that {nigga}
If you wanna test me, brother don't stress me
Or you be bowlin
It's Reverand a Jesse, brother that's just me
and that's my colon

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