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 how it's goin' down, baby

The way this 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 stick to your deals
And this field ain't about sellin' a
With the run of the mill, so just be the real
It ain't like a third time appeal
'Til the God scolds him and him to deal

allow you to write, maybe 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
Ring the alarm, now the squads me
From way back I show now weakness I speak this
strong to keep this hit in my speeches given
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 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 game on

Break harder than ever, my lead
Through the lane in the game, they follow my speed
Either off the gas or floor it
You ain't ready to get it, I why they keep askin' for it
This the P.E., ain't no castin' 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, move like
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 the rear, stayin' from clear
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 of '98, put it in high gear

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

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

Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', ideas
Believe in pleadin' for treason, conceal it for years
My criminal attract an accomplice to grub something
drastic measures
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 clit didn't
I extended the list
Revolutioned flag raised by a clenchin' fist

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