Luyện nghe bài hát Collaboration '98

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

Can't you see my even though we be with thugs
want grub gotta take it in blood
Because is you down or are you down because
Can't you see my even though 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 dissident factions within the
Campaign desperate attempts to take your
Emphatically, wack strategy, don't me
only bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, strictly flip
Fuckin with royal assembly, the Sunz of Man
summon me, Administrator of the Law
True Master in this Art of War
I explore the depths on conflict and no pretense
found the best the most impressive defense
So when you rush to attack, it be I to your force
and exhaust whole supply
send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintain
they respective borders, or it's a God damn

Two: Method Man]

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

[Verse Three: Prodigal

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

Four: Hell Razah]

This mathematical rhythmatical mechanism my wisdom
? of Islam, me calm
doing you harm, when I attack, it's Vietnam
Through CD-ROM, the mega bomb severs the ice in your
Too late for Salaam, slugs rip through arm
Double lead arm supreme head fled from the bloodshed
Painting many in red, leavin Iranians
? , hangin on they deathbed
Out the window, flow like hot chemicals
Burning competitors, from they ears to asshole
You wanna battle, I seperate Adam's Apple
Crack your skully with a Snapple bottle, on the
Can you read black, ease back, we bleed
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 treat you to a
we done, and all minds are one, men from the Sun