Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

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

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

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

Play no games, speakin' on my
You a clipful from close range
in your pocket
Take the change

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

Killa Hill Projects, tech street intellect
Let's connect, blow your headset, a mic check
Ring around the underground, pocket of sound
Ashes to ashes, niggaz goin' down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pusher gotta pay and the people play
John Jay around the way Fish 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 rhymes, that's beyond your thinkin'
For eons I here, to shine on the black mind
Tell you like the last time, year of the grimy
Ragtime, bad sign,