Luyện nghe bài hát Give It All

I give, 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 Jimmy Kimmel had disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so the word
Tech N9na face painted look he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a
the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like from Ork, we know
And I say that the utmost respect
I low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for
So I get sick it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna 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' get me spiff 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 are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the
First to, insert the inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya
ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it
Y'all can't me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and
We run this independent game, it no screwin' us
When we runnin' except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, is my rifle
There any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind

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 assistance from the group with the best
That spit the 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 me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' time
I at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog
My crib look a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team

Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the lit
I change where I see fit
I don't like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it way and it's a poem
And away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss goal that you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to the things
And for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors I dream
And you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
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 me, heated like a candle be
dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to you
Never trip 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 I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security let Allahu Akbar through, ooh