Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin rojo on Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he ta purge!
Real scorpio, this thing like a Torpedo
the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost
I bust low to death, I bode the check
never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I it
I get a bit wicked up in a
Tryin to bite a buck, I in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't when it become hard
So I a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'mma 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the twerps
You can't the durka
First to, the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya
Squirt ya (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and
We run this independent game, it ain't no us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his

I give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I try to kill everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yo, I Got the call Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and
Fuck all of them flex
I get love in city I sack in cause I rep mine
the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread"
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be MCs
Bro, ya discography, you sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's why you wanna haul my team

Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the lit
I make where I see fit
I don't play I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and a poem
And stay from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it
you miss every goal that you don't shoot for
And every you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it
Molly's for

I wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I try to kill everything in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Ain't nobody handle me, like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to you
Never with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember I was young and I got scars through
in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar
Security let Allahu Akbar through, ooh