Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotinz (Swordz)

Intro: Deck

me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin
The special technique of

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

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

paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
in half, it be the Deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns
Run fast, comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild like a in a walker
I scored from the slums abroad
And my are razor sharp I sliced the mic from the cord
First they criticize, but now they have
mentally with hits that I devise
Now I testify, the rest is I, INS
Ya highness, to electrify
with voltage of an eel, truth I reveal'll
crush the who screamed to keep it real
black down hoodied up and fatigues
Part minor leagues receive third degrees
Attack a wolf pack, once I pull back
then guard you, and through like a fullback

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

Yo, you carat gold slum computer wizard
inside my rap vein causes blizzards
Do I like the for ice trife like botta digits
Gorillas injected with strength of eighty
The spins ruins, rap exotic blends
Let my peeps in, niggaz gaspin aspirins
What a dosage, you in rap
High explosives my post-its hypnotize hypnosis
I sell goods, my whole is on the run like Natural Born Killers
Record-breaking the Thriller
Now the jig who has bombs and rocket launchers
Float like dope killer is what I sponsor
Ya entrepeneur, and gear like shakespeare
When I I grab hair, collect drawers as souveneirs
Fuck yeah, my crew down German
My is based on guns, throwin cats in wheelchairs
Etcetera, damage any ass competitor
Who try to front, get broken and passed leathers
Whatever hot hardheads get shattered like
Beretta shots splatter your goose, ya feathers
Say never poetry chumps deal with graphic
Blew my family overseas in
If rap was crack, fully packed I be tour
Tax the of the rap drug traffickin
Village niggaz get slapped in
for rappin, big steps off laffin

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

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

Sit back relax, niggaz don't get turns
Watch me massage ya brain slang that's king
Projects filled with young men cause
Who is Thousand dollar chains and techs
Focus, the brokest niggaz of life
These mics is like cocaine Sun, check the suicidal hype
Exchange mad taste the sweepstakes
Keepin up on fakes state for cakes
No doubt, plus nobody amount, we dough off of
Puttin fifty on the Land and Allah, like that
ya shoes up black, matta of fact just adapt
Tie up, ya black Nike's and hats
Corners, stay surrounded with
Whattup dread? caught you grudgin for his bread
But regardless, peace to jail niggaz charges
Unify in the guard with La
My done ran from Japan to Atlanta, with stamina
Clingers and gamblers, and handlers
Tical like the Isle, so God, get steamed
Infrared guard yo' Beem, so seek respect
Rude you bet, keep it movin par shallah
Pro like tar
Designin the fly shit and shinin and
the RZA pours more beats than Cristal's fine
Concrete raps go to
50 other niggaz on the other side of the map
Knew it's all good and all done what, we some
Mike Tyson of this rap shit, out Macs for fun

Verse The Genius/GZA a.k.a. Maximillion

The don't get mad, I got mad styles of my own
And it's shown when my hands grip the microphone
Verbally I catch bodies cordless shotties
Intriguin emcees, I em trained like potties
I facts, my sword is an axe
to split backs invisible, like dope fiend
Sky's the limit, niggaz are timid, and nobody
How we move like wolfs in sheep
data, microchips or software
Undaground and off air, the of the Lost
Notorious henchman the North
Strikin niggaz where the line crossed