Luyện nghe bài hát Deliver

Yeah, to all the real hardcore
Soft motherfuckers with the
don't give a fuck

Now who wanna diss to get they a little bigger?
How many bitches wanna fuck this yellow
You get your whole cut like a scissor
Watch this world from the album I deliver

I threw a Brownstone at Brandy now she's Faces
Standing in my Aaron I'm Blackstreet packin' suitcases
back to Indiana, on the subway, Soul For Real
Miss is my usher in church on Sundays

Clear the runways, 'cause I'ma you rappers my examples
Avoiding battling me I'm Eazy-E's blood samples
It's me and Carey, nah never wrote no rhyme ordinary
Won't throw my life away on like Darryl Strawberry

you skeletal system playing your ribs like xylophones
I'm nastier, you scraped and ashier than Larry Holmes
But ladies I ain't violent
You pump, pump until the dawn, like Adina Howard

you see, I'm notorious as Total get
Uptown Girls in bed, Billy Joel do
and Shirle
Give us any room we'll it

Remember you was wack, remember Ice had a Jheri curl
Bam! Dead on your car horn,
My get messy as abortion on the ninth month
Now who be that, slap, did I do

Now Whoopi goes Steve Urkel
But I'll your grill the color purple
you a Dogg Pound, could even Dru Down
Provoke me album is weak your whole shit sound like

Conversation, loss of limbs
Head meaning decapitation rough like Craig Mack derm
Evil tendency, strong like Miles heroin dependency
Fuckin' up like teenage pregnancy

Now who wanna to get they reps a little bigger?
How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga?
You get your whole crew cut a scissor
Watch world shake from the album I deliver

Them clowns like Will Smith got fast and fancy homes
But I'm headstrong, I even break Puffy Combs
Some kids still doubtin' and they girlfriend stalkin' it real
We'll that bridge when we come to that Anita Hill

Now Everlast, never last, with no ghetto pass
Leave you breathin' hard like bitches at class
Niggaz are slippin' when they sippin' gin and
Smokin' Jersey niggaz packin' more handguns than Harry Connick

My style is welfare, half of you is on it
Was born a halo, when broke, I had to pawn it
I up controversy and sell I'm like Sister Souljah
So bring out bum-ass, Russell Simmons 'cuz comedy's

The Lucci I'm is enough to deficit a nation
With media like a hostage situation
(Yeah and if you them hoes you better bounce back)
Tryin to make bitch your wife she fucked

The whole New Jersey
(Soundtrack)
High like Stone Pilots, Pearl Jams on tour
I rips it like a chainsaw, dig as truth go ahead
And shoot your Karl Kani in shock absorbing tired and

I'm wide like a police
Pray one eye open, shootin' more Led than Zeppelin
Dysfunctional like the Jackson's, death is my
You comin' through with cowards think you causin fear

Rush lookin' bust in boosted Donna Karen gear
Now the po, po, beats down the five-oh
Been there, done that, do it tomorrow nigga
Sometimes I vibe inside a where nobody else knows me
I come hot steppin' like Ini Kamoze

Now who wanna diss to get they reps a bigger?
How many bitches wanna fuck this yellow
You get your whole crew cut like a
Watch this shake from the album I deliver