Luyện nghe bài hát Contra Mantra

[Verse 1] the warchild
Ah, yeah,

ES
Celph
up
Ah
I solemnly swear, is my testimony
I'mma keep it one hundred while the rest are
I'm wilding out suicide is my mission
I ain't trying to be by the system
You should heed, I advise you to listen
Watch me break knees, I'm surprising my
The question remains who am I when I'm
It's me the MC, I no new edition
My mind's a coliseum, I diamonds that glisten
The beat is my journal where lines will get written
Been through the garden, ate the fruit forbidden
So back the f**k up when I'm my fitted
You could never walk in shoes you don't fit in
Y'all all say you're hot but that is just your
Y'all can all die in the that you sit in
AOTP, the has risen

All we do is pray! the game come back
That's why we sitting here spitting flame on track
So what you don't matter at all
So we gonna sit here and wait till God answer the

All we do is pray! till the come back
That's why we sitting here building spitting flame on
So what you don't matter at all
So we sit here and wait till God answer the call

[Verse 2]

It's such a pity, ain't nothing pretty, lyrics cats
Under one hundred and tons of scum in the city
You say you're popping bottles and like Diddy
But your pockets be flatter a model's stomach or titties
Why you fronting like you're and gritty?
Why I spit it so hot? Why I like Big L and Big Pun more Biggie and Pac?
I'm from that 90's era where that Polo wasn't jig enough
But and Louis and Prada shit wasn't big enough
I would spit it ridiculous, on point like Rondo
Y'all bring up the like a J-Lo convo
No, they don't want no beef, they all their teeth
I may go so lay low pronto, chief
Four albums in a year, that's than in your whole career
They all bang, battle out, do than end your whole career
So severe, I beat you a folding chair, listen
AOTP's what the game's

All we do is pray! till the game come
why we sitting here building spitting flame on track
So you say? don't matter at all
So we gonna sit and wait till God answer the call

All we do is pray! till the come back
That's why we sitting building spitting flame on track
So what you say? don't at all
So we gonna sit and wait till God answer the call
[Verse 3] Titled

yeah, paper money? No I wanna see that iron buck (buck)
They be hoods so I keep that fryer tucked (brrat)
Try to have these props from me
You end up red and like a female cop on their monthly
Dumping bodies in front of the student body, air em out
on my radar telling me where's your whereabouts (where?)
Magazine drums have your bobbing
Dead body nonstop downhill in a toboggan (oh)
Shoot the uz through house in Honolulu (ooch oww)
Throw a pineapple at you (luau)
Am I conceited? Oh yeah, believe it
Rap supervisor pop up on with firearms, true surpriser
be rocking an upside-down visor
And it won't be a fashion trend either
More like Suge Knight, Vanilla Ice shit, hotel dangling (nope)
My is Tom Cruise Valkyrie famous

All we do is pray! till the game back
That's why we sitting here building spitting on track
So what you don't matter at all
So we gonna sit and wait till God answer the call

All we do is pray! till the come back
why we sitting here building spitting flame on track
So what you don't matter at all
So we gonna sit and wait till God answer the call
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