Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotinz (Swordz)

Intro: Inspectah

Allow me to demonstrate the of Shaolin
The special technique of

Poisonous, poisonous (word word)
I should slap all niggaz for coming in my fuckin face with that shit
Alright cool yeah, go man...

Verse One: Inspectah Deck a.k.a. INS

Poisonous paragraphs, ya phonograph
in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the
First class mics with a cast
Causin like the aftermath when guns blast
Run fast, comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild a child in a walker
I scored the inner slums abroad
And my thoughts are sharp I sliced the mic from the cord
First they criticize, but now have become
mentally paralyzed with hits I devise
Now I testify, the is I, Rebel INS
Ya highness, blessed to
with voltage of an eel, truth that I
crush the amateurs who to keep it real
Caesar black down up and fatigues
Part time minor receive third degrees
Attack like a wolf pack, once I back
then you, and bust through like a fullback

Verse Two: Ghostface Killer a.k.a. Tony

Yo, you carat gold slum computer wizard
Tappin inside my rap causes blizzards
Do I like the kills for ice like botta digits
Gorillas injected strength of eighty midgets
The Earth ruins, rap exotic blends
Let my peeps in, gaspin swallowin aspirins
What a dosage, you in rap
High my post-its hypnotize with hypnosis
I sell goods, my Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers
the album Thriller
Now access the jig who has bombs and rocket
Float like dope bees is what I sponsor
Ya entrepeneur, and gear like shakespeare
When I fuck I hair, collect drawers as souveneirs
Fuck yeah, my crew down German
My career is based on guns, throwin cats in
Etcetera, damage any ass competitor
Who try to front, get and passed like leathers
hot hardheads get shattered like mirrors
Beretta shots splatter your goose, ya feathers
Say never poetry chumps crumbs with graphic
my family overseas in mansions
If rap was crack, fully I be tour cats
Tax the kingpin of the rap drug
niggaz get slapped in Manhattan
for rappin, big steps off laffin

(Were you just using the school method against me?
learned so many styles, forgive me)

Verse Raekwon the Chef a.k.a. Lou Diamonds

Sit back relax, fake niggaz get turns
Watch me massage ya brain with that's king
Projects with young men cause threats
Who is that? dollar chains and techs
Focus, the brokest of life shit
mics is like cocaine Sun, check the suicidal hype shit
Exchange mad taste the sweepstakes
Keepin up on fakes outta state for
No doubt, plus amount, we making dough off of
Puttin on the Land and Allah, it's like that
Pull ya shoes up black, matta of just adapt
Tie up, ya black Nike's and tight
Corners, stay surrounded foreigners
Whattup dread? Feds you grudgin for his bread
But regardless, peace to jail niggaz with
Unify in the guard with La
My Clan done ran from Japan to Atlanta, with
Clingers and gamblers, and handlers
Tical like the Isle, so God, let's get
Infrared guard yo' Beem, so seek respect
Rude bwoy you bet, keep it movin par
Pro black tar
Designin the fly shit and shinin and
the RZA more beats than Cristal's fine wine
Concrete raps go to
with 50 other niggaz on the side of the map
Knew all good and all done what, we want some
Mike of this rap shit, pullin out Macs for fun

Four: The Genius/GZA a.k.a. Maximillion

The nigga don't get mad, I got mad of my own
And it's shown my hands grip the chrome microphone
Verbally I catch bodies with shotties
Intriguin emcees, I keep em like potties
I facts, my sword is an axe
to split backs invisible, like dope fiend
the limit, niggaz are timid, and nobody knows
How we move like in sheep clothes
Producin data, or software
Undaground and off air, the of the Lost
Notorious henchman the North
Strikin niggaz the Mason-Dixon line crossed