Luyện nghe bài hát General Patton

Get the south up out your mouth
you talkin' 'bout
See we know everythin' about
So try route

Paperboy, you can't what we done built
Pick on somebody own size and fuck around get kilt
But not the kilt above the knees
BB will plant you niggas seeds or fertilizer for the trees

Emergency vehicle last seen from the scene
Nigga take one for the team, now bleedin' from the spleen
Stay so fresh and oh so clean
No blood or evidence, long distance with a beam

We in peace
While of y'all niggas come in greed gluttons
Fuckin' up the game like ice, or speed
down nigga

Speed it up like of Ricky Bobby, boy go fast
Not a hobby, my life, you disrespect it, that's your ass
As one half of the Outkast return like of Christmas past
It's the son of Chico Dusty be West Savannah bad

Had to go to on Sundays with great grandma and granddad
Taught me always follow when the grass didn't have a path
If I ever astray then God will get me back on track
Didn't say Rico, Ray and Pat was gettin' with me and 3Stax

Then we spittin' killin' everythin' that we attack
Special forces of the rap game so you best take of that
All the shit you rappers lack, we got plenty, a snack
Don't ruin their appetite because your is really whack

ass nigga
This like breathin' to me
Born and for it

Another battle won, story to tell
to the angelic pluckin' of the puppet strings
As Sir Lucious his left foot forward
And rides of into the horizon of regression, victorious

on the battle field
Against the means of ignorance, and hatred
All to the throne are left naked
Because the truth is the only thing you could be stripped from

And if you to that truth
Then you end the vicious cycle
That's affectin' our today
If we just lyin', if we just stop lyin'
lyin', lyin'