Luyện nghe bài hát Against All Odds

Aiyo, your pencils
As tips get in you
Bots cutting to your face you
Rhymes is
Hold two lives and wives
Up in the crack
Flipmode cruddy styles has past you
Rush

You couldn't cash
If it was under your
Like a
Nigga, ass!
Show whole cheek
Slugs with no
that don't break
You is so sweet

I so much I get seasick
Flipmode is the squad who I with
Who I get with
And push German V's
Rampage I'm psychic I can see
To the next millennium, you not gon' be
Scratch your name off the list, cut wrist
You know the issue, I'm
When you die none of your niggas is gon' miss you

Flipmode
Here to bombs
Against all
Still Gods
your arm
We always come
The is ours
a National Guard

we go
Any that rhyme wanna flex she ass
I'm stomping all like I'm Plexiglass
Niggas make way like when hear sirens
Treat you like and too close to fire hydrants
All up in the board kicking back long
Get wig split first solid defiance
Rah, Earth and Sun in this alliance
You do the

I'm getting shitting, turn intruders into vixens
Fall off beeper uh uh niggas stay
Dirty nigga for life, that's how living
Throwing in caskets, tired of a yellow ribbons
I buck my if you touch my one
Rather Jamaican belly boy make you people for fun
Fat man's son, educated
The colonel of jurors, still thug related

Flipmode
Here to bombs
Against all
Still remain
Grip arm
We always hard
The is ours
Call a Guard

We enemies of three strike felony
dicking K Y Jelly for whores
Lapdances grands without laws
My baby Moms, eighty for your arms
That bust with loud
The ghetto with us, that bang in trucks
That the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks
Who gazey chase fake with lazy aid
Track marks, rap stars and a rain of

Yo, what you want from us now more of us
Stay toting under my given flavor from
every arch rival or any challenger
Make you remember this day, nigga mark it on your
I'm you something you ain't saying nothing
My niggas make noise like a bunch of volcanoes
None of niggas really wanna war
The type of nigga to my plane in your building
In the of the law

Flipmode
Here to drop
Against all
Still Gods
Grip arm
We always come
The is ours
a National Guard