Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Grounds

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
All them real live motherfuckin' niggaz step up front now
It's down
One love to Long Island in my heart baby
Shaolin
Come on, on, ha

ground
Tre pound seven around for my bredren the cloud come down
War and peace, I it to the street
Land shark on my chop the thumbs off a thief

And curse his first born, is thing on?
Send 'em to the children of the corn, we the
See, through the eye of the demon
My injection, destroyin' evil
Hot Nikkel, eye one pistol
Aimin' at your tissue, do or die
Said the to the fly, "Could this one be tasty?"

momma apple pie goodness, Johnny Blaze me
On the job like Dick
Hit the cure for that ill shit Ben Casey, M.D.
Symbolic like God he shocked it
Like a finger in a light socket, too good to be
In the apple
I kick dirt on your castle
Check the all natural

your feet
Hot son

Before you get the course
a appetizer

Submerged in the
Heavy headed that smack you
Mentally disturb you, you
Thirty six once again comin' at you
Young gun got the body you observe
words you can only see through the third
I fall way the norm on the verb
Shine on mental nourishment, you can on
Track yellin' at me get yo god

Victory is hard, regardless to whom or
They all movin' Allah
Runnin' through your house and your block party, with rap
And hot rock the body, St. Bernards
save your entourage, rap lobotomy
Leave ya mentally scarred, numb and
Dumb deaf and is it
I kick the spine out the backs
Fuckin' mine keep it movin'

Now everybody throw your hands in the
the fuck, fuck?
Peace, who

Mind mind, I P.L.O. your startin' line
Deep Nine
Designed for knuckleheads who bust guns and throw
Let's converse snatch the tap from your
Body-surf on the verse head
Peep defeat, bitch Street beat you with the heat
And you spazzed out spittin' out teeth ain't peace
Big boys don't blunted zone pop steroid

50 men convoy, expensive the big toy
Rumble through the right hand's on the silencer
40 caliber city slicker Islander
Synchronized minds combine that motivate
Don't perpetrate pass the let it circulate
Street politicians on a suicide
Crime finger itchin' from a scope view position

ground
Tre' pound seven spin around for my bredren the cloud down

Keep eyes open
potion number nine poetry in motion
Knowledge me the seventh
Scopin', connivin', infiltrate is most of
Play 'em nonchalantly, calmly the nine
Push and get shoved' what the fuck Gods' of
Comin' in the wit that screwface, actin' up
Is we men or mice, bad moon risin' we for the night
a skitzofrenic nigga twice 'cuz o
That's what happened when frontin' on the borough

Island of Staten we in no fear
wit intent
To kill your regiment it's real
Startin' wit yo president, my dart gun
Tear apart son you don't want it then start none
Blaze one with Jonathon, part man fly
Handle my B I camouflage G.I.
Fat Joe, a day in the life
Your money or your that's the life
can't afford ice in the struggle
Tryin' to eat right another day another hustle hustle

Dangerous
Tre' pound seven spin around for my bredren the clouds come
War and peace, I take it to the
Land shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a