Luyện nghe bài hát Collaboration '98

[Johnny
So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good
Fuck the world, up
of Man, Method Man, True Mast', collabora-tion

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

One: True Master]

Yo, when you expect is when we attack, in fact
format, is not yet suitable for combat
Still dissident factions the Kingdom
Campaign desperate attempts to take freedoms
Emphatically, strategy, don't impress me
Impulsiveness'll bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly
with this royal assembly, the Sunz of Man
summon me, Chief of the Law
True in this hardcore Art of War
I explore the depths on and with no pretense
the best strategy the most impressive defense
So when you to attack, it be I to crush your force
and exhaust whole supply
Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to
respective borders, or it's a God damn slaughter

[Verse Two: Method

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

[Verse Three: Prodigal

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

Four: Hell Razah]

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

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