Luyện nghe bài hát Did Ya Say That

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

Who bold enough to challenge this deadly
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless
No comparison, if you put the darts side by
One will weigh out the other like friend to brother
Try to take as the battle comes to a closion
That structure that supported your rap implosion
whole chest and your world caved in
They completely gave in, they just and brave men

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

Yo, did he say
Record execs wanna the album way back
And hold on my advance
They pay that
Producers seven 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 you're wearing
Ain't caring, so you're hearing what I
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 hand-made works of a
The 64 make 'em use a sharpener

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

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

Yo, did he say
Record execs wanna push the way back
And back on my advance
They pay that
Producers want points
He play that, yo did he say that?
Yo, did he say

Positive always correct errors
That's the fire my Clansmen starts 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 at whose cost?
People like never before for the ball to drop
At the gate up for a tape to cop

I still run into students my first joint
a essay off the second LP to prove a point
That a is a terrible thing to waste
and radio, the God don't chase
But I replace your wackness, it in your flows
Immaturenesses, all of your hoes, case
Most of your is in the pocket of your clothes
That you endorse in every rhyme like Garbeson robes

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

Yo, did he say
Record execs 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