Luyện nghe bài hát Exodus (outro)

In case you dont know the me Loc, short for L O K I
Im speck for rule saying his last
This is Exodus, this been a hell of a
From Vinni Vicci to Blood In His Eye

In the next plan in I've seen the rock split
In the its as rough as the ride gets
And you know that all want to murder The Inc
But cant kill us and now we got to finish these niggaz

And if it means murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
([Unverified])
So be it

Last that I recall, they to murder the God mimic my style
Then leave in memory of
But smile, some memories lost, the new was born
And no, this a movie, dog
This is
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you need a for me

Yo Gotti, I the hits, you just give me the nod
But the air play the gun, play from New to L.A.
The S.K's will make these niggaz spin Pirelli's
We had good years but Im tired and ya niggaz despierin'

And trying to put the to the fire, its like an episode of the wire
The only difference is the vengeance is us in real life
Now, everybody look at us and think twice
And there fucking fingers like damn the bad guys

Yall niggas dont know, we niggaz, man
Murder INC we done bin it all done n seen it all
There ain't you can tell me, nigga
I just wanna let y'all man I've been through so many things

N if it wasn't for the way I life
Would a nigga pray night to Christ?
Jesus I'm just
my prayers never seem to get answered

Ma mama didn't raise no
I was born with the talent you cant
I call magic, you it music once it get remastered
I got with Gotti makin' classics

Its murder, its the of traffic
Trust was my only force of habit
At the time in the game everything was
Pac catches die, big die
And my nigga had a plan to Def Jam alive

First he D then he sign me
he introduced Jay and the rest is history
Thanks for the memories, for the misery
the Spike Lee them was the school days
We with A's

But these niggaz make you bring out the AR's and AK's
And till they back up 'coz that what they us
When they read the and various papers
But no heart, no foul y'all, niggaz is style anyway
Now, we go hard shit the edge

Thats a good question though, see I don't
Why they think what they thinking about
It's just not the though I love my niggaz that's all I'm guilty of
And that all that I ever was of is the love for my niggaz

It's all good I ain't stressing that shit man
Sometimes God has to put you things
That bring out the best, very in who you are

Sam it to me, he said, "Sometimes greatness
Is not what you accomplish, it's you overcome"
Still breathin', me?