Luyện nghe bài hát Go To War

Rage
Didn't I tell ya it just gets betta. You. You know
Dis shit is den hell. WAIT! I just thought of sumn.
Fuck you Dj Sinner, you should be named Bj Saint Sinner.
You ass faggot. Woops, sorry.

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Eh, you there, get in line.
You think this is a muthafuckin
is muthafuckin' war!

You wanna my name out then you say you're sorry?
right you're sorry, I'll leave ya callin' for ya mommy
Killaz back for a lyrical warfare
Bitch you beware this ain't no fuckin' bomb scare
You still hold a grudge from when WAK
Every word that ya spittin' make you seem more
You you a thug, and you claim Tha CFG
Your lyrical is too far away to be
Called a rap artist, nuthin' but a joke
as you get booed, ya fuckin' ass choke
You think you make it somewhere? Well ya ass is outta
Ya CD was givin' to me ya fuckin' ass suck
You try an' apologize when I hear about lies
You try an' say I'm too scared to look you in the
Well you know I'm at, let's settle the score
Your lyrics are a bore muthafucka for war

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fucka, you ready to contest with the best?
You a joke foo, Ima you, like cess
Wanna call Saint out? Well all of Kore is backin'
Dissin' ya slackin', now it's attackin'
Our music's like a Mack Ten, it goes
But when you bumpin' sumthin' like you clear tha room
You say 'sorry' after a diss, what tha is this shit?
Sounds like to me that you a ass bitch
Differences between Bio Killaz, and
We got fans, you don't, we rock, you blow, we on the page
Oh what Gon' shoot me in the head?
Well back it tha fuck up chump, 'cause that's what you
Now you're all askin' questions, and bein' all
As you can tell I got no respect, to diss I think twice
Mutha fucka, now I'm challengin' you now
To battle rap the Bio Killaz and cry for a crowd

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You wanna spit that wack shit then you wanna
Well you can on my dick an' then choke on my fist
There ain't a damn thing you do to discourage me
Bitch can't you You can't fuck with me destiny
You recognize when you see a true emcee
Wigga please, dissin' you is a
In ten years I'll laugh when I look you in eyes
You'll be broke as fuck, and me my fries

Lies, all you speak, but we got the
Managers, shows, hoes, and tha Killa Kore deal
Everyone I talk to, all thirteen that your CD
Told me you fuckin' suck, you'll be me
CFG, ever since you us sayin' it
You fuckin' playin' it, and now ya bitch ass is it
Get ya own shit, and get off a few
Oh and by the way we look forward to your diss