Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Grounds

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

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

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

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

Beat your
Hot son

Before you get the course
a appetizer

Submerged in the
Heavy headed verbal that you
Mentally you, attack you
six chamb' once again comin' at you
Young gun got the body snatch you
Wise words you can see through the third
I fall way beyond the on the verb
Shine on mental nourishment, you can on
yellin' at me get yo arrow god

Victory is hard, to whom or what
They all movin' Allah
Runnin' through house and your block party, with rap shotty
And hot rock the body body, St.
Couldn't save entourage, rap lobotomy
Leave ya mentally scarred, numb and
Dumb and blind is it
I kick the spine out the battery
with mine keep it movin'

Now everybody just throw hands in the
What the fuck,
Peace, who

Mind mind, I P.L.O. your startin' line
Space Nine
Designed for who bust guns and throw signs
Let's converse the tap from your purse
Body-surf on the verse head
Peep defeat, bitch Street beat you down the heat
And you spazzed out spittin' out ain't nuttin' peace
Big boys destroy 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 thoughts motivate
Don't pass the blunt let it circulate
politicians on a suicide mission
Crime vision finger itchin' from a scope view

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

your eyes open
Love potion nine poetry in motion
Knowledge me the seventh
Scopin', connivin', is most of mine
Play 'em nonchalantly, expose the nine
Push and get shoved' what the fuck Gods' of
Comin' in the club wit that screwface, up
Is we men or mice, bad moon we wild for the night
Kill a nigga twice 'cuz o
That's what when frontin' on the Shaol' borough

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

ground
Tre' pound seven spin around for my the clouds come down
War and peace, I it to the street
shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief