Luyện nghe bài hát Danger, Pt. 2

(Now I'm gonna show you how the East rocks) --] KRS-One
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
Now multi styles in my possession
No question, I be
Rappers lose Master Ace rollin dice
Who precise? Check the visuals, we no residuals
Individuals makin gold miserable
So for beef, smoke the cocoa leaf
There's no relief as this rap revolves
And I enter,? like people
Blow up mics like I blow illegal
Homes is flesh and bones, not the fraud looking for
The plunder, go under, think we're wonder, yo, I spoil it
Flush that down the toilet, sip the alcoholic
Uhh, then Blahzay hit you with the
You bleed red water, into my red quarter
Animals eat you like
Cat chow, I bow, still I aim to please
Drain what you got like if I was your main
Wack MC's ease, the end is at last
Jet real fast with your tail yo ass
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
My rap by collision, Trigga mention
The flow mainstream, it change visual decision
The jump funk, bodies in my trunk, and you're really dumb,
With odd stories, your dream ship will get sunk
I'm the jaw-locker, ripper, face-?
Body-dropper, flo'-mopper,
The misdemeanor, dreamer,
Slip the in infrared-beamer
deceased-dreamer
The wipe-out, the competition
My pistol-whippin, ass-kickin, enemy-demolition
say Brownsville niggas double cross, bodybags get tossed
Dangerous for you fuckin with my gun sport
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
See, now you heed the warning, so here come the remix
Check the re-
So I'mma re-kicks yo ass
Leavin MC's and bended from a touch of that Darkman rap segment
Enter the dangerzone at own risk
The rap arsonist, demolisionist
Feel the fist when it through
Your skin, muscle, flesh and bodily tissue
Never to miss you, my leave the punk seekin
I shoot em, hit your dome and leave your mic leakin
I'm creepin, my style is on some next shit
Rhymes hit your and use your back for the exit
Flexin is not
My lyrics bash your brains and leave your dented
I meant it, me, I be the Blahzay
on MC's like I'm goin for the pennant
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
It's the Hustler, Lone Shark Saratoga Ave
Ave. Saratoga Lone Shark, Hustler to it's
I'm rushin you clicks, and backwards
My tactics with tracks
Contacts my facts to keep you like a matress
Matress a like flippin me to facts
My contact with interact tactics
My backwards and forwards
If you how I'm creepin
And you ain't
My was dispersed, then
I'm better than medicine, Level veteran
The type to go to the show, with three on the guestlist
Stop, turn around and say I'm
Watch how I this
And get a levelling, dissed I never
Hardrocks'll splatter, assault and ya
My life-tapes are historical from archives in Attica
And I be the man behind the man behind the man at
When the in the house (oh my God) understand?
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
the East is in the house