Luyện nghe bài hát Game Face

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

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

I'll allow you to write, allow you to bite
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 back I show now when I speak this
Mentally strong to keep hit in my speeches given
Now listen the beginnin' 'til I reach the endin'
My stories winnin' and keep the beats spinnin'

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

Break harder ever, follow my lead
the fast lane in the game, they follow my speed
Either ease off the gas or it
You ain't ready to get it, I dunno why they keep for it
the real P.E., ain't no castin' for it
Cop lights, news camera, no for it
Get the uncut raw, we somewhat
Hip hop's like a chess game, the war

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

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

I saw it comin', premeditated world hesitated
Rough nuclear war head, detonate it
I'm forbidden, so I hittin' up forgiven
For the livin' the truth, 360 proof
So world before this world's took
I books under my arm
charm and learn about this world's chucks
Revelation the world cooks, I spit gold versus the hooks
The first album the world crooks

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

Yeah that's right, once
Smooth the hustler, and he ain't no buster
Straight up slim
Yo, baby, you need to get him
Flava flav, Chuck D, Public Enemy, the hustle
We out the back door,