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 disturbed
But niggas know we ruff and rugged so mums the word
N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no we go
like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say with the utmost respect
I low to death, I must bode the check
never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I it
I get a bit up in a battle
to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'mma murder 'til I'm on the (Murder)
My are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the
to, insert the work inside of the earth
I the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
ya mercer (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 will it
can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and
We run independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and
This on the Bible, I kill any life a script from this rhyme
done divine, this is my rifle
There any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

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!

Yo, I Got the from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the rhymes
That the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex
I get in every 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 doin' fair
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread"
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta mine
Turn on the radio, yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, prolly why you wanna haul my team

facetious, what 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, keep it way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in
Bust it, I'm down the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you every goal that 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 to have the things
And for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it
for pussies

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!

Ain't nobody handle me, heated a candle be
dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop too
Now I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu through, ooh