Luyện nghe bài hát Danger, Pt. 2

(Now I'm gonna you how the East coast rocks) --] KRS-One
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
Now there's multi in my possession
No question, I be
lose like Master Ace rollin dice
Who precise? the visuals, we leave no residuals
Individuals makin gold miserable
So for beef, smoke the cocoa leaf
There's no relief as this rap door
And I enter,? people homes
Blow up mics like I blow phones
Homes is flesh and bones, not the fraud looking for
The plunder, go under, think one-hit wonder, yo, I spoil it
that talk 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 never bow, I aim to please
Drain what you got like if I was your main
Wack ease, the end is here at last
Jet fast with your tail between yo ass
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
My rap by collision, Trigga mention
The flow mainstream, it change visual decision
The funk, bodies in my trunk, and you're really dumb, punk
With your odd stories, your dream ship will get
I'm the jaw-locker, ripper, cock-a-blocker
Body-dropper, flo'-mopper,
The misdemeanor, dreamer,
Slip the clip in
deceased-dreamer
The wipe-out, the competition
My pistol-whippin, ass-kickin, public
They say Brownsville niggas double cross, get tossed
for you niggas fuckin with my gun sport
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
See, now you didn't heed the warning, so come the remix
the prefix: re-
So re-kicks yo ass splendid
Leavin MC's twisted and bended a touch of that Darkman rap segment
the dangerzone at your own risk
The rap arsonist, lyrical
Feel the fist when it rips
skin, your muscle, flesh and bodily tissue
Never to miss you, my rhymes leave the seekin
I shoot em, then hit dome and leave your mic leakin
Then I'm creepin, my is on some next shit
Rhymes hit your chest and use back for the exit
is not recommended
My lyrics bash your brains and leave foreheads dented
I it, me, I be the Blahzay lieutenant
on MC's like I'm goin for the pennant
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
the Hustler, Lone Shark from Saratoga Ave
Ave. Saratoga from Lone Shark, Hustler to
I'm rushin you clicks, forwards and
My tactics interact tracks
Contacts my facts to you flippin like a matress
Matress a like flippin me to facts
My contact tracks interact tactics
My backwards and forwards
If you peepin how I'm
And you sleepin
My was dispersed, reversed
I'm better than medicine, Next Level
The type to go to the show, with three on the guestlist
Stop, turn around and say I'm
how I finesse this
And get a levelling, I never been
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 Hustler's in the (oh my God) understand?
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
the East is in the house