Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Like an Enemy

Yeah, yeah, yo

I'm like a whirlwind with words of wisdom
In the ghetto only a hearse and system
We complete like the system
Play space, I get hungry off of treble and bass and beat breaks

Everyday be a court recorded on tape
Hell Raizah the mic and send your show to a wake
Cut off a the same way I cut off dead weight
We negotiate with 38's in a no

GZA came wit the Liquid Swords you all
I'm the in the street that'll get in your paws
See me outta four-doors wit my road dogs
All you want wars when you don't know laws

You be a rap fraud, knock you off the top of
Besides keyboards, only thing I is the Lord
G-G Maccabees, K-P-P
Aiyyo Prodigal, is charged wit blasphemy

And all that hard shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if you're feelin' an enemy
(Come me)

I the sweet words from sour tongues
poison in the ears of the Grown-z's dead head for years
Shed a tear for the underwear under the
Left naked in the shame from hunger and

Shots were fired in the moments
Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless the chrome spit
Sacreligious, of atonement
Sing a praise wit a peace for niggas I zone with

Priest I blow bread twelve thugs
Drunk a cup of
We trained the same Peter sprayed a slug
We all trapped in this dream scared to up

I seen a whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture
Streets are wit goons and bloody niggas
I seen my friend fall, clutchin', holdin' his
Caught him off-guard, his hundred
It's like a never ends, never know when it's comin'

Vocal imbalance, a of silence converses violent
Live medallion, nometry dealin' equality
You could to see profiles of me
Mic of me, lifestyles of me

Parallel prophecy, three-sixty
Complete the formation, salute the
A Wu nation, do the no hatin'
No misbehavin', affiliation

Artist in occupation maintainin'
stainin', metaphor mutilatin'
This generation, a calculation
No elevation, time wastin' and chasin'

A day and night crime scene, livin' in the time
Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen some green
Surrounded by crooks, a with jux and bloody heist
a deadly price but the gun fiend for ice price

In this hell puzzle filled with bitches, money and
Stitches, for dummy knuckles crummy fuckin' up the
It's a struggle, in jungle sin we fondle men
Plus a prison, ain't no and no religion

And inner city chronicle, thugs get up astronomical
phenomenal, blast at your abdominal
Niggas is comical, with the abominal
Son, I you, you won't live to see tomorrow

Catch a slug in the of your head at the Apollo
I'm a hard act to follow, rugged like Rollo
(Let's that ass nigga)

And all hard rock shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if you're feelin' an enemy
(Come me)

And all hard rock shit
(Charged blasphemy)
And if you're feelin' an enemy
(Come me)