Luyện nghe bài hát Collaboration '98

[Johnny
So what we smoke sticks and weed and all that good shit
Fuck the world, up
Sunz of Man, Method Man, True Mast',

Can't you see my love though we be with thugs
Brothers want grub gotta it in blood
Because is you down or are you just because
Can't you see my love even we be with thugs

One: True Master]

Yo, you least expect is when we attack, in fact
format, is not yet suitable for combat
Still factions within the Kingdom
Campaign desperate to take your freedoms
Emphatically, wack strategy, don't me
only bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, strictly flip
Fuckin with this royal assembly, the of Man
summon me, Chief of the Law
True Master in hardcore Art of War
I the depths on conflict and with no pretense
found the best strategy the most impressive
So when you rush to attack, it be I to your force
and exhaust your whole
Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to
they respective borders, or a God damn slaughter

[Verse Method Man]

Shots in the park, it be on after
Hungry like the Wolf when the beef starts to
push come to shove, we push through the club
Pocket full of bud, baby with the snub
nosed I suppose, you get body-snatched when you
Recognize your from your foes
or here lie, another one
Left for The Fly, now what is this?
Nigga size, and I would be much obliged
to get a piece of that pie
Still got my Eyes on the Prize, and Gloria
I will survive, at war with the
Hot with the rhyme..
Turn the heat up, and me
Prepare for the milleni'
I can't sleep, I'm in the shit deep
In a race against time, beat motherfuckin beat
Hold your satellite Son, I'm where you from
shit different slum, where we about to go
ain't no for the gun, I treat you to a slice
we done, and all minds are one, yo

[Verse Prodigal Sunn]

I be the Rabbi watched by snake eyes as the hate rise
New York state side to the West
Fuck the best rhyme, respect mine, from here
to Palestine Sunz of Man climb
I could tell a fake a handshake for man's sake to hittin truth
I til the land quake
I plan my escape on the good fan
Strictly like the Sunz of Man tape
No copy or biting off of what man make
It's 1998, get own mindstate
In 1999 write own platinum rhymes
Can you see my love even we be with thugs?
Yo, words and keyboards we please the
Lyrics feed the poor, while the rich the sore
Couldn't stay in one too long, split in fours
Told the the four tours brought artists four doors
I rock the concert til my arm hurt, God's work
you Star Search, I take your mind to Mars' dirt
Uhh,
I said, can you see my love though we be with thugs?

Four: Hell Razah]

This mathematical mechanism enhances my wisdom
? of Islam, keeps me
from doing you harm, when I attack, Vietnam
Through CD-ROM, the mega severs the ice in your charm
Too late for Salaam, slugs rip through arm
Double lead arm supreme some fled from the bloodshed
Painting many in red, Iranians dead
? , hangin fast on deathbed
Out the window, flow like hot chemicals
Burning competitors, from they ears to they
You battle, I seperate your Adam's Apple
Crack your skully with a bottle, on the Apollo
Can you read black, ease back, we bleed
Breeze through facts, contacts smack wolfpack

[Johnny
Hold your Son, I'm from where you from
Same shit slum, where we about to go
ain't no for the gun, I treat you to a slice
we done, and all minds are one, men from the Sun