Luyện nghe bài hát Bare Witness

T dot O, to the N dot Y
how we do it
Choclair, Kardinall on my man Guru
And Y look, The fuck

Yo, T dot y'all
We and mix up in your face, you're weeded
So you drop y'all, leaving y'all skills depleted
'Cause you locked y'all, and Guru begin
Can you believe this how we y'all

who be talking how they bigger, how you figure?
You can spark or talk with this raw artist
You talk but game straight harmless
Snatch mic out your hand, leave your fingers harmless

We rottweilers, while y'all be the 'cause you need to retire
Fucking with Toronto, get your pink slip, fired
Kicked out the Hall through Apollo doors
be the brethren, bless the man
Slide the doors on the Caravan

The ill format, the all that, twist enemies, Jack
Let's counteract, plus and all that
In fact, take a flight to Toronto and
Be over there with Choclair, Kardinall with the

In the year born, born, suckers have been
you higher than hydro or Moet, Chandon
Word is bond, it's on, in rap game
I slap mens, mack dames, yes, I'm a fly black

Stacking paper now, packing now
Hit you in the head now, my hunger gotta get fed now
My style's similar to a fierce hit
Or like hollow points to your whole fucking frame

Ayo, witness the
Who's on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do

Witness the
Who's next on the
Rap so exact, you
The shakes like a

Ayo, the fitness
Who's on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you do shit

Witness the
Who's on the hitlist?
Rap so exact, you
The like a sickness

Now it's the man dropping this
Lock brain, lock your lips
Talking Bust your game
flops? I'm to blame

What's the name?
Guru and the Chocs reign
Wild like the lion's mane, through the rain
Or walking the pain of critic suffering

Got my eyes on the prize the red dot locked
Gots to it hot
My hungry ass niggas be for the figures
Green in the jean, cruise like some act

You fucking with raw, suave, dog ass niggas
into the eyes of the man
That will be to career
If they touch the mics stand, 'nuff said

Hear the cry
Niggas getting herded like to die
Why?
What the fuck you What the fuck you think?

You know they want our type of species to extinct
Still we multiply, they can't really us
They're upset, we're a threat 'cause kids really feel us
They we're drug dealers and some of us maybe are

But I be the G U R U of the to the Starr
I'm far, baby par, pimping in a fly car
Getting eyes from the honeys, up at the bar
Always up to par I spar

And yo, your protecting your neck
I be like breaking jaw
Yo Trizzack, shit's wizzack

I took that shit
It shouldn't of even been up on the
like thizzack, motherfuckers

Ayo, witness the
next on the hitlist?
Rap so exact you can't do shit

the fitness
Who's on the hitlist?
Rap so exact, you
The shakes like a

Ayo, witness the
Who's on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do

My on the hoes
I wreck the mic like a pimp, hoes
Like a pimp, hoes, pimp, pimps hoes
close

Yo, you see, I to party
Just as much as the man
So, you this one right here
This for y'all