Luyện nghe bài hát High Price, Small Reward

I wiped the chrome off wit the dust
I bust off
What's the cause, loss, high price to pay
For a small reward, kill for that Bushwick and broad
I provided the jump cables, to boost the mini-pack
Based on the unfolding in a track
I dont' hold back, I no one
Swords like shogun, now who want it?
You see the truth, act upon it
Or the fire's fore view
a MC that I hit can pull through
That niggas are like kid, plastic tools
Unaware of the most-year dynastic rule, stupid!

Killa]
Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were
at the window of the grand old earths
Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but heat
'cause some niggas are lost beyond reach
Broken breed seeds of no guidance
Left to wonder the and experiment wit devilish men
Violent, offenders, supreme folders
One-twenty bomb let em off and explode
The battefield the daunting
Wu-Tang dance deadly six pence
Spiral rifle, barrel pointed, elastic
Plastic head wrapped stifle,
Tribal, secret rival
?Archual? subliminal throwin
Bitch holdin on labels
Mic cables, capable of slowin down on deck
Fuckin you through continuously
Justice, wit of the critical penital
Some long overdue, now served by the on cheat
Drummer bills is the prophecies fulfilled
Better chill, currents to the
Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on way home
poems from clones, we got it sewn