Luyện nghe bài hát Heaterz

Hang glide for my nigga
Yo, word to God we run this shit, son
Right my word
Guaranteed dealin' with the invincible

That's my word, Persian legacy one time, one
the science of the black man
Stationary niggaz, fun on this right here
Yo cross your arms

Gonna rock niggaz to this year
Blade thrower, swinga, killa bee ringer
Rocky road dark greener
Cream fade mas, name God Ukarema

Shout out Medina, Noxzema
Me cleaner, Million Man March screamers
Rae Cartegna, cut joint Wolverine
The lonzina, wrapped around the wrist, law her

How I got yo, threw out the macker named Gina
Bust a shot, seen her, it ricocheted, Tina
Now I'm out, lampin' in Korea with
We moseyin', Adidas, best believe

I got the black heater little joint, probably
Yo, Robby, whattup, Max tried to follow me
Sadaam loungin', clean up collect, like the
It's yo swerve like the Nike line

Laker throw a jump shot scrape her
Statuary yo floatin' that
Aiyyo, blow a hole in your limo, weed pass the

Yo, this is MC wizardry, killa bee
Men of respect, blessed wisdom of the ancients
My are blatant, lacerate necks for statements
Are launched lead projectiles, straight out the basement

I suplex your rap, left like the Aztecs
Parasites, edge dice your larynx
My hip-hop, swarmin' team locked inside the
Under key flock, like B-block and E-glocks

You're ill, trail end thoughts are frail
I strike the and let one survive to tell the tale
Of my state of grace, I raise the on snakes
Knock 'em off like the big for takin' up space

did fear 'em, stick 'em with the truth serum
Who sent 'em, 'em before my charge is ended
Designated hitter flows with the
Kinetic globes light will then shine, your retina

Urban journal, eternal broadcaster
Before and after, I be self and master

I be the Ironside, get with the chloride
Take walk the Nine Finger bandits worldwide
hillside, full of homicides
Fuck you the double dyed black brown I advise

Yo, box sequence, powerhouse kickout
Eyes dusty, wet, butt-naked with my out
I'm direct, golden best, chest is blessed
Scarce chapter, batcher went to fresh

It far fetched, mountain men that be rich
You get buckshot, dumb be clapped, mummy and stitched
The Dahmer Notre Damer sing the song the strongest
Brute bullet hole straight through your chorus

Shank you with the think tank, cake cut
A can of ass flurry shake, break you fucks
Struck, love crooks, why for hooks
cocaine cook, a marvelous book
This death bent doctrine, for the youth
What remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the

Last night, I took a down to Crown Heights
life, females are trife, stay tight
I detect parasite, satellite
RZA beat makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do

My slang write secretary type
on the mic, I'm the poor black man
Workin' hard for the grand, I clear
Don't fear, my new gear it's different from yours

My style drop jaws, you see me on tours
Don't you to say peace, the kid from the street
Put my technology on the track, just then the attack
Wu article CappaFive, CD

But my talk stage live killa
Bermuda my angle, rectangle gold fronts
Bring the gold dangle, never make me darts
Check out my arts, I release my smarts
Hot Pop Tarts, aim me at the charts