Luyện nghe bài hát Game Face

Hey yo, chuck, yo the if sleepin', G
We got to wake up yo
Hey yo, it's goin' down,
Let everybody how it's goin' down, baby

The way goes down is simple, from this day forth
Anything to with rap, stay off
It's just the players, no pay offs, skills
(Uh)
If you're brain's the you'll stick to your deals
And field ain't about sellin' a mil'
With the run of the mill, so just be the real
It ain't like a time fella's appeal
'Til the God scolds him and tells him to

I'll allow you to write, maybe allow you to
If you're to fight the power here's the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the diggy
the alarm, now the squads with me
From way I show now weakness when I speak this
Mentally strong to keep this hit in my speeches
Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I the endin'
My short stories winnin' and the beats spinnin'

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up everyday with my game on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We ain't for the
We for the
I wake up everyday with my face on

Break harder than ever, follow my
Through the lane in the game, they follow my speed
Either ease off the gas or it
You ready to get it, I dunno why they keep askin' for it
This the real P.E., ain't no for it
Cop lights, camera, no action for it
Get the uncut raw, we sure
Hip hop's a chess game, discussin' the war

Strategize, like masterminds
When it's your go and your do', just cash
time we welcomed y'all to the terror dome
Used the mic to reach out and touch, of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from
Nobody can say if I'm so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the
From this point on, the rest of '98, put it in high

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up with my game face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up everyday with my face on

I saw it comin', premeditated world domination
this nuclear war head, detonate it
I'm forbidden, so I stay up forgiven
For givin' the the truth, 360 proof
So look before this world's took
I books under my arm
Smoke charm and learn about this world's
Revelation the world cooks, I spit gold versus the pearl
The first album made the world

Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', ideas
Believe in pleadin' reason for treason, it for years
My criminal thing attract an accomplice to grub
Results drastic
And the of joy, the death of casket treasure
From the abyss, the greatest trick I on the world
Was leadin' them to believe my mother's clit didn't
Then I extended the
Revolutioned every flag raised by a clenchin'

that's right, once again
Smooth the hustler, and he no crowd buster
up Iceberg slim
Yo, baby, you need to get him
Flava flav, Chuck D, Public Enemy, the hustle
We out the back door,