Luyện nghe bài hát Did Ya Say That

I keep heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is GZA-jumping
The crowd get off my style, they want something
The herds stomping, the promoters that be fronting
sue for Cash Rule but the courts they give 'em nothing
Your soundman came the feedback like we need that
shining flashlights like where the weed at?
Stay in your place, see you guys smoke blowing in face
And hard to stop it once we came to drop it

Who bold to challenge this deadly reportation
Of MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts by side
One will weigh out the like friend next to brother
Try to take cover as the battle to a closion
structure that supported your rap started implosion
Your whole chest and your caved in
completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men

Did ya say
Record execs push the album way back
And hold out on my
They pay that
Producers want seven
He play that, yo did they say that?

Yo, did he say
execs wanna push the album way back
And hold on my advance
They didn't pay
Producers want points
He didn't play that, yo did he say
Yo, did he say

Raindrops falling on your head
So heavy that it's tearing what you're
Ain't caring, so you're hearing I said
I'm making sure it like a stamp you don't lick
Or a with no kick, so you know it be authentic
Like the works of a carpenter
The 64 make 'em use a sharpener

Kept a point with the lead, then it's thread
On the paper then like cancer it would spread
This music is addictive but can't without it
At times you shout it 'The Wu, they be it'
A strong following the die-hard supportedly
The loyalty came from the songs that went
I couldn't be more wrong if I the format
Did different from the most explored rap

Did ya say
execs wanna push the album way back
And hold out on my
didn't pay that
Producers want points
He didn't that, yo did they say that?

Yo, did he say
execs wanna push the album way back
And back on my advance
They pay that
Producers want points
He didn't play that, yo did he say
Yo, did he say

Positive elevation correct errors
That's the fire till my Clansmen to spread terror
Spin wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing
My songs set a trap, 'em laying
Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he across
Not to play it is a terrible loss at cost?
People like never before for the ball to drop
At the gate lined up for a to cop

I still run into students my first joint
Wrote a essay off the second LP to a point
That a rhyme is a terrible to waste
Gimmicks and radio, the God chase
But I replace your wackness, it in your flows
Immaturenesses, all of hoes, case closed
Most of strength is in the pocket of your clothes
you endorse in every rhyme like it's Garbeson robes

Did ya say
Record execs wanna push the album way
And out on my advance
They didn't pay
want seven points
He didn't that, yo did they say that?

Yo, did he say
execs wanna push the album way back
And back on my advance
didn't pay that
Producers want points
He play that, yo did he say that?
Yo, did he say