Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

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

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

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

Play no games, speakin' on my
You a clipful from close range
Diggin' in 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, nuttin' changed
the same way I came, bringin' motherfuckin' pain

Killa Projects, high tech street intellect
Let's connect, your headset, fuck a mic check
Ring around the underground, full of sound
Ashes to ashes, y'all niggaz goin'

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

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

Who got that cooked, synthetic look, actin' crook
Betty worm, tryin' to shake the hook
As the turn nigga burn
Once again the

Rub it in skin, like it's Lubriderm
Time to write this
The war will be by the righteous
Who criticized, by his un-A alikeness

is the jewel, and it's priceless
Real like them Rahway
Nuttin' but time on my
Observe the black in the hourglass

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

This is P L O, killa hill flow, but you hear me though
Live in stereo, pump it loud your speaker blow
Ghettio pro, sling rap to cashflow
it live from the intro until the outro

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

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

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

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

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

To cling on, bring on the times
To key on hook rhymes, beyond your thinkin'
For eons I been here, to shine on the mind
Tell you like the last time, year of the grimy
Ragtime, bad sign,