Luyện nghe bài hát A Message To The Feds, Sincerely, We The People

Get get prepared
is Prophecy, God is with us

I walk the block like whatever god, my message to feds
Who desperate to arrest us young, benevolent heads
Abrochrombie and Finch rockin', wrist glistenin'
Hitchcock of since Big Pop departed
The project is still salute the dead, glocks spit
Pour some juice out for those in Manchester, View
Otis Ville, Newasberg, Fort Dicks, Worth, Oakdale
Every fed jail where all my dawgs war hurts much to gain

the day we all say may your pain be champagne
Then we all blaze away at our enemies, may die easily
Long as they perish forevers freedom means to me
Blowin' greenery, growing eager to see evil
Thrown away, zonin' gray, GT, jeans airs and chucks
Solitaires, stones with the cuts on some pretty tone shit
Haircut looks airbrushed and aware of us though
And we don't give a flyin' 747 fuck stayin' on my hustle

A to those who trapped us up
Federal guys who backed them up
We will die, we black and tough
Lead in your eye, we to bust
Half of us been up inside the beast
Look at the time we see Brooklyn to Compton
Queens, even the Congo dreams
Our bullets and triggers our pullin'
On innocent women and

It wasn't no killers who mixed up the coke
And put guns in our but I'm not gon' cry
And I'm not gon' just and watch you die
pass you a .9, I'ma grab your hand come on let's ride
A message to those who killed the king, who the Christ
The regime, what God has built you never can break
What God has loved you never can hate, man rules and laws
You just a ruthless dog, your kennel is
You devils will run into the caves you came from
Whenever that day comes, forty-acres, plantations, see every won
Sincerely yours, Disciple, revelations