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 on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face look like he come ta purge!
scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no we go
Dummy Mork from Ork, we know
And I say with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the
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 up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a
And I'mma murder I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak
You hurt the durka
First to, insert the work of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the of ya venomous
Squirt ya (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the 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 can't beat me doin' nothing, for
these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my
There aren't any like it 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 everything 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 spit the up off of yo ass and grind
all of them flex rhymes
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 get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get bread" time
Lost too many so tears, I gotta 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 ain't sale cause all of ya is cheap
up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's why you wanna haul my team

Livin' facetious, the hell, why the weed lit
I make where I see fit
I play like I don't 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 right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, it focused
Cause you miss every 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 listen for the 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
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, enough 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 and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar
Security let Allahu Akbar through, ooh