Luyện nghe bài hát Grid Iron Rap

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

Focus your headcam zoom in, with 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 let the gun spark, on the streets of New York
I Strut through the city asphault
(Fed up)
Hold your head up, I'm circlin' the block, your eyes up
Wise up, before you get up
(Tied up)

Play no games, speakin' on my
You catch a from close range
Diggin' in your
the loose 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, ain't changed
Leave the same way I came, bringin' motherfuckin'

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

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

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

Who got that ready cooked, look, actin' crook
Betty shook worm, tryin' to the hook
As the world nigga burn
Once the supersperm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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