Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

I silver surf the city circuits forever on the street surface
I spit blood for verses
Grands man divided, we stand, conquer land
One man'll slam Def Jam

your headcam zoom in, with radio tune in
I you're listenin', so I keep showin' and provin'
Play the sideline, waitin' for the time to take mine
Street crime, nickel and dime

Fuck a peace talk let the gun spark, on the streets of New
I Shaolin Strut the city asphault
(Fed up)
Hold your up, I'm circlin' the block, keep your eyes up
Wise up, you get sized up
(Tied up)

Play no games, on my name
You catch a clipful from range
in your pocket
Take the change

Punch the data in mainframe, you want it all
I want the thang, strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't changed
Leave the same way I came, bringin' pain

Killa Projects, high tech street intellect
connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check
Ring around the underground, pocket full of
Ashes to ashes, y'all goin' down

Yo, eat shit and die slow, battle ground no
You goin, down, y'all niggaz fuck
where you sleepin', so my rhyme proposal
Came indecent, beef from the sink your teeth in

Fuck you believe in, you real fake
Fishin' in the same
Eatin' off the same
You

Who got that ready cooked, synthetic look, crook
Betty worm, tryin' to shake the hook
As the world turn nigga
Once the supersperm

Rub it in your skin, like Lubriderm
took to write this
The war will be fought by the
Who stand criticized, by his un-A

Knowledge is the jewel, and priceless
Real like them Rahway
Nuttin' but on my hands
Observe the sands in the hourglass

Fallin' fast in this land
Haulin' ass, days of
It's rad, your days are numbered
RZA put together, let no man tear asunder
(Motherfucker)

This is P L O, killa hill flow, but you don't hear me
Live in stereo, pump it loud until your speaker
Ghettio slang pro, rap to cashflow
Keep it live the intro until the outro

Killa Hill Projects, high tech street
Let's connect, blow your headset, a mic check
around the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes, y'all niggaz down

I'm on a suicide run, niggaz know the outcome
Razor sharp leave scars in your eardrum
Forty five bar seminar ghetto rap
Slide like water rats through the Resevoir

swords cut your mic cords, snatch your rap awards
Commercial cats, up the game, that's why I crash boards
Drape floors while you Jordan, keep on yours
Hardcore somethin' that my street niggaz is for

Snap your neck and the dopefiend, 13
we know things, say no more
Check my at the resevoir
Gourmet of the day is nigga Souflee

Pusher pay and the games people play
John Jay back around the way Filet
Mr. DJ, turn it up a hit the replay
For dirt niggaz in the P J

To cling on, bring on the good
To key on hook rhymes, that's beyond your
For eons I been here, to on the black mind
you like the last time, year of the grimy nigga
Ragtime, bad sign,