Luyện nghe bài hát And So It Burns

[Ikon the Verbal

You frontin' to me
it's war when the beat
anotha mothafucka gonna see pac
you the type that'll run the heat pop
the type that'll hide a gun when he see
but not me, aim a thirty-eight at the crown
show up the next day at the wake and
yeah, and then I'll laugh at the
then my man blast through the window
foul when I was young but I karma
drop like a b-25 on ya
yeah, it's vietnam in the
keep my seat warm on the benches
I run wild puerto ricans that hit L's
and classical verses by *Big L*
we came up in the game at the time
and read one-hundred-fifty with the same rhyme

yeah, yeah, uh huh

(break: when I touch the I usually rock it...)

I'm a baboon
hit you thirty seven stab wounds
bury your body in earth inside a black tomb
you scared of the rain, you weather
I'm hardcore pall-bearer in sheer terror
I'll be ready for war suede timbs on
y'all ain't to brawl until Vin's gone
won't stop till you dead in
Vinnie Paz, daddy (eh-grendel?)
this bread we fail, yeah, because the beast in all
I was rockin' while you was eatin' porridge
I was listenin' to the *Hilltop
while you was from sounds of popped mufflers
you was playin' little with your fathers
I was robbin' mothafuckas for they
you a novice, and I'm a old vet
and I was there when the heavens and the met

you ain't safe if the bomb
so I with the Vietnamese communists
if you wit me mothafucka raise your arm and
and we can bust a fuckin' cap and see if God
I scarred your wrist, with a poisonous razor
if its Jedi Tricks then it must be flavour
and it ain't no more
ain't safe in the place no more
get laced in your upper-body, and jaw
you the type of we ain't got the patience for
we the law, while we pay our respects to Allah
but if it's beef then we be sprayin' your neck a four
I love to hear the of a corpse drop
so protect your fuckin' neck a cough drop
I let the four shot, from different
so keep it movin' like a that got an attitude