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, Man, True Mast', collabora-tion

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

One: True Master]

Yo, when you least is when we attack, in fact
your format, is not yet suitable for
dissident factions within the Kingdom
Campaign desperate attempts to take your
Emphatically, wack strategy, impress me
Impulsiveness'll only bring you tragedy, me
Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly
Fuckin this royal assembly, the Sunz 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 you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force
and exhaust your whole
Don't send for reinforcements, orders for men to maintain
they respective borders, or it's a God slaughter

[Verse Method Man]

Shots in the park, it be on after
Hungry like the Wolf when the starts to cook
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
your friends from your foes
or here lie, one victimized
for The Fly, now what size is this?
Nigga your size, and I would be obliged
to get a fatter piece of pie
Still got my on the Prize, and like Gloria
I survive, at war with the warrior
Hot with the rhyme..
Turn the heat up, and me
Prepare for the milleni'
I sleep, I'm in the shit knee deep
In a race time, beat your motherfuckin beat
Hold your satellite Son, I'm where you from
Same shit different slum, 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 Three: Sunn]

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

[Verse Four: Hell

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

[Johnny
Hold your satellite Son, I'm from 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