Luyện nghe bài hát Hell On Earth (front Lines)

Yo, the begins, beget war
I first blood be the first to set it off
My 'cause tap all jaws lay laws
We takin' what's yours we do rush the doors

Here come the tryin' to make breeze
And toss in full force
My go at your main source
not tourists, hit bosses and take hostage

Your whole setup, from the ground up we lock
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your
Switch to killer instincts for niggaz pop
Yo nigga Noyd the topic? Nine pound we rocked in

Ninety-six back with more hot shit
Illuminate my glow like, radiation
no time for patient, or complication
Let's get it done right, my airtight

Trapped in a never ending gunfight so lose stripes
Or life, jail niggaz sendin' kites to the street
Over some that wasn't fully cooked, finish 'em off
done, Meat, that said twenty-two slug to your head
Travel all the way to your leg

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, who's or gonna be first?
The projects is front lines and the enemy is one
I ain't gotta you it's right in front of your eyes

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, who's next or be first?
The projects is front and the enemy is one time
I gotta tell you it's right in front of your eyes

We wreck the QBC, nigga rep it's all love
Milli down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my now

Articulate, hittin' body parts to start shit
Never hesitant, it's the game unlimited
Summon we can do this, forever infinite
Then reminisce, twenty years later how we was it

Either with me go against the you better hit me
Leggin' me or robbin' me better body me
'Cause it's a small world and niggaz, talkin' like
Bitches singin' like snitches, you out in pictures

'Cause she rep the QBC faithfully, playa me
All that bullshit is makin' me
More the better concentrate on gettin' chedda
If set you up you better dead her, I told you

Shape and you, son, you then I hold you
a pimp mind control you double edge blow you
It'll be I like I'm supposed to, the click is

International to local, mix physically fix
Hit you with shit, leave a loose nigga stiff
Probably thick, son I 'em
Pulled him in my world then evolved him to

Walk the like, around the way cops the average pitstop
GodFather Part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, rest in peace

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, next or gonna be first
The projects is front lines and the enemy is one
I ain't gotta you it's right in front of your eyes

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, spare clips
You seein' when the mac spit your top got split
Layin' dead with open eyes his eyelids
Turn off his lights switch to darkness 'cause in the abyss

Is street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my
You's the child, kid cold turnin' men into mice
I was born to take power leave my mark on planet
The Phantom of Rap, niggaz is left stranded

Shut down your operation, closed for
Leave a foul taste in your mouth, like
POW is found, MIA
We move like the special forces, beret

around my throat, I don't play
Shit new, back in eighty-nine the same way
The God P walk a limp see, but simply
The Fi shit, no man can go against me

Test me you be bent G, don't tempt me
I had this full for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it full for so long, cause I don't shit
You properly hit, blood in your mouth, so you could it

Quiet as kept, I lay back and the world spin
I hear thugs that they gonna rob the Mobb
When they see us, I you what black, here's the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take message

Along with that, I your average cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to make Cream and that
Whatever it takes it gots to go down
Four mikes on a motherfuckin' four pound

leakin' out sound and niggaz leakin' on the ground
I could care less the God will get his
Regardless blow for blow let's out who wear hardest
rap artist used to be a stickup artist

Sometimes I test see if I still got it
A live stay on point never diss
Regard shit or forget the essence, from I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the

Live up to my word, if I got beef, comin' in herds
We flush through your click get