Luyện nghe bài hát Hell On Earth (front Lines)

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

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

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

Ninety-six strike back more hot shit
my team'll glow like, radiation
With no time for patient, or
Let's get it right, my click airtight

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

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

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, who's next or gonna be
The projects is front lines and the 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 stacked down, heavenly by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat
And bow down, the fuck up, see how my foul now

Articulate, hittin' body to start shiftin' shit
hesitant, it's the crack game unlimited
Summon rasta we can do this, infinite
reminisce, twenty years later how we was gettin' it

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

she rep the QBC faithfully, playa hatin' me
All that bullshit is just me
More the better then on gettin' chedda
If shorty set you up you better her, I told you

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

International to local, Bacardi mix fix
Hit you with shit, that'll a loose nigga stiff
thick, son I solved 'em
Pulled him in my world then him to chaos

Walk the beat like, around the way cops the average
QBCity GodFather Part III, Gotti
And Ty Nitty, Scarface in peace

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

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

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

Shut your operation, closed for business
Leave a foul in your mouth, like Guinness
POW is found, MIA
We move like the forces, green beret

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

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

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

Along with that, I ain't your cat
rap, I'm tryin' to make Cream and that's that
Whatever it however it gots to go down
mikes on stage a motherfuckin' four pound

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

I test myself see if I still got it
A live nigga stay on point never
Regard or forget the essence, from which I emerged
P is sick, so save that for the burbs

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