Luyện nghe bài hát Chains

[Intro: Killah (Masta Killa)]
Let it flow, deh-deh-duh (yeah) on (beh-deh-deh-deh)
(Den-e-neh) on... (yo, aiyo)

[Chorus: sample]
Keep on what you know
Keep on knowin' what you
End up, up, up, in chains, chains,

[Masta
Back in '88, son was gettin' a little
Caught a few stings, rocked the phat rope
the white Mercury Sable, known for holdin' heat
Pharoah garmer marks on his feet, whisper
You can the deceit, they greet me like peeps, to blend
And try to befriend, to get up, the skin
My wind'll blow ya head piece degrees
One Team, Barcelini Noodle had lean
Microphone fiend, step the rhythm
This is how I'm servin' them, no need for attention
I just murder them, them... pussy, I just murder them

[R.A. the Rugged
I'm a diverse, socializer
I'm a hoof flat top rule, in niner
They say Rugged, by now, you of at least blown
It's funny, I'm mad famous for unknown
I'm just a dirty motherfucker, they my guts
All I about is bitches, and bustin' nuts
Yeah, I got a mouth, yeah, I cuss too much
I'm so Ricky Ricardo, ri-di-cu-lous
And I ain't got no fly whip, I still the bus
I got Mitch Blood on the scene with us
Hospitable, hitable, cooler Digable
Criminal, miracle, lyrical every syllable literal
Little riddle, profitable, visible,
Little pitiful fist still too little you tickle, you typical
Yeah, I talk shit, I'm with it
It's hard for you to admit it, but I'm one of the in it

[Killah
My is haunted, filled with the extension of slaves that's torment
Slow down my steps, one from the grave to con it
Our black males, they lick pon gate
Son of the morning, roasted souls, Minister "come pray"
It's gun trade inside of apartments
Flow process, one nine, two tech, revolvers
overballing kettels, it's like we struck oil in the ghetto's
We it to addict's, the devil work
He practice, he's a search backwards
Til they throw that in our casket, and that's it
I live where the fiends are nothin', just a of the projects, similar to

An old man, at the top of the stairs, he stare
'cause his ain't there, victim of the war
Polar signs, the is near
He the jewels, til you buy him a beer
He he was a linebacker for the Bears
Said he did it all back, while he's dryin' his
Yeah, it's that shit, that made me
That from the '80's, the child's of the '70's
I live long til they me...