Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Like an Enemy

Yeah, yeah, yo

I'm like a whirlwind spinnin' words of wisdom
In the only promised a hearse and system
We like the solar system
Play your space, I get hungry off of treble and bass and beat

Everyday be a court recorded on tape
Hell Raizah grab the mic and send your show to a
Cut off a snakehead the same way I cut off weight
We negotiate with in a no face

GZA came wit the Liquid killin' you all
I'm the virus in the 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, you off the top of Billboard
Besides keyboards, only thing I love is the
G-G Maccabees, rapidly
Prodigal, niggas is charged wit blasphemy

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

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

Shots were in the darkest moments
missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit
Sacreligious, days of
Sing a wit a peace pipe for niggas I zone with

Priest I blow bread amongst twelve
a cup of blood
We trained the same Peter sprayed a slug
We all trapped in this dream to wake up

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

Vocal imbalance, a of silence converses violent
from medallion, nometry dealin' equality
You stop to see profiles of me
Mic styles of me, of me

Parallel prophecy, degree
the formation, salute the salvation
A Wu nation, do the no hatin'
No misbehavin', affiliation

in occupation together maintainin'
Brain stainin', mutilatin'
This generation, a calculation
No elevation, wastin' and live chasin'

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

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

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

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

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

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