Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

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

Focus your headcam in, with radio tune in
I know listenin', so I keep showin' and provin'
Play the sideline, waitin' for the right time to mine
crime, nickel and dime rhyme

Fuck a peace talk let the gun spark, on the of New York
I Shaolin Strut through the city
(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 close
Diggin' in pocket
Take the change

Punch the data in mainframe, you want it all
I want the same thang, strive to maintain, out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, nuttin' changed
Leave the same way I came, bringin' motherfuckin'

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

Yo, eat shit and die slow, ground no survival
You goin, down, niggaz fuck around
Shittin' where you sleepin', so my proposal
Came indecent, beef from the butcher sink your in

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

Who got ready cooked, synthetic look, actin' crook
Betty shook worm, to shake the hook
As the world nigga burn
again the supersperm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

your neck and the dopefiend, Gobol 13
Professionals we things, say no more
Check my at the resevoir
Gourmet special of the day is Souflee

Pusher gotta pay and the games play
John Jay around the way Fish Filet
Mr. DJ, it up a notch hit the replay
For dirt bomb in the P J

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