Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

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

Yep, I'm the one ya
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some
But niggas know that we ruff and so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he ta purge!
scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no we go
Dummy like Mork Ork, we know
And I say that with the respect
I bust low to death, I must the check
never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a
Tryin to a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I a lyric
And I'mma murder I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the
First to, insert the work inside of the
I disperse the to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya (Ugh)
not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit
I do numbers, I'm the so never will it stop
Y'all beat me doin' nothing, except for
these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from 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 wanna give, it all
I said, I said, I said, I
I wanna try to kill in my way
say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!

Yo, I Got the call Tech N9ne
He needed from the group with the best rhymes
spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex
I get love in city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on 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 bread" time
too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't 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 prolly why you wanna my team

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

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 me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to me
Music is my weapon, true, enough to deafen you
Never trip Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop too
Now that I'm flyin' high a rockstar view
level let Allahu Akbar through, ooh