Luyện nghe bài hát Ashes To Ashes

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I told ya he come out
You see him, boss of the crew, I told
And it looks they gonna fight too
It's serious, I told ya'll, see

Chorus 4X:
"Them ain't playin'"
"Them ain't playin'"

Verse Poetic/Grym Reaper
Extra, extra, the I thrust on crew
And then they get my man wit eight track and a
Ya eagle eye, scrappy, do you rap against me?
I more comp. from my family
As a matter of fact, the shell done
The bubble, hit ya in the wit a shovel
One hop, skip, ball, block, you won't get
Cuz I'm like 'bing-bing-bing' and I
Pass ya stupid song, my is on
Reap', a lethal comp. like troop along
Them that keep doin' no damage
Imagine like ya on a toil nail sandwich

Two: RZA/Rzarector
Ashes to ashes, to dusts
Bust this, here comes the ruckus
Survived by the homicidal of the title
Vital, a rebel yell at Billy Idol
Physically, bombin' 'em, it up, drawin' 'em
What's the phenomenon, kid, the phenomenon?
Here! Here the raw rugged RZArectah
Fuckin' up ya entire sector
Programmmin' ya, wit stamina, slammin' a
Jam, funk town to Canada
Fact or fiction, yo, I'm on a
Clan's in effect roaches in the kitchen

Verse Frukwan/Gatekeeper
to dust and dust back to ashes
I'm dishin' twenty lashes
Get ready for doom or hit the
Wheels of spin, the mask don't kill it when I rap
Sacraments to detect, I'm ready to
So come and step alive and die
is main and diggin' graves to the regular
Treacherous mangler, this strangler
Two cups of blood, makes mud
Then puts ya, Undertaker reach like a butcher
Vocals of death, stress, pray for ya
Gravediggaz turnin' niggas into

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Oh, take this mask off, take it off, it off
I break yo neck! Take this mask off

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Interlude: Paul
Fuck the
I see on the streets of Brooklyn every muthafuckin' day
Them Digga niggaz ain't shit, I put a cap in muthafuckin' black asses
Crazy

Verse Four:
Ashes to and dust to dust
Hah, hah, hah, you escape my clutch
Hah, I bring the horror, those not to ya
A fuckin' man blind of the
then an ant's metamorphosis
Keepin' the freak if we can preach wit the
I shatter ya bladder, breakin' is a must
And out ya muthafuckin' guts
lunatic wit a tick-tick-tick
Very often, it's layin' in my coffin
Big up to dig up the mask of the

"Them ain't afraid"

Verse Five:
to dust, what, here I am again
About to ill again, 'em wit my pen
Check 'em, check 'em, watch me as I 'em
Brothers jumped up like frogs, so I dissect
The RZA when I foul on ya style
The crowd gets loud, as I "aow" I bow
Gotta it, see it like I grab it
If a fat ass pass, I try to it
Hanky-panky, no rap fuckas me
So many tried, but if would of blanked, g
I'm not the one to get blamed, got my gun, not
To put ya ass in a

Verse Six: Poetic/Grym
The and ash to ash, my soul is so hot
It burns and even through a salt
the grip and find you my platoon
I piss on a cup, like in a restroom
Next fools to test my skip, wit a bitch
I drop bombs that'll mother a city bridge
As I get wreck off, I date a boss like check off
Soft M.C.'ll step off (yeah!)
Well I feel I never learned, I'm dealin' a mad germ
Burnin' a 'fro like a bad
Stay off the phone ya not rhyme soft
The got ya ashes in a jar