Luyện nghe bài hát High Price, Small Reward

I wiped the chrome off wit the cloth
'Fore I off
What's the cause, life loss, price to pay
For a small reward, kill for that Bushwick and Horsely
I provided the cables, through to boost the mini-pack
on the drama unfolding in a track
I hold back, I spare no one
Swords swing shogun, now who want it?
You see the truth, then act it
Or feel the fire's fore
Ain't a MC that I hit can pull
That niggas are like kid, plastic tools
of the most-year dynastic rule, what stupid!

Killa]
Without a doubt, in the heart where the best darts were written
Sittin at the window of the grand old
Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold
some savage niggas are lost beyond reach
Broken homes seeds of no guidance
Left to wonder the and experiment wit devilish men
Violent, felon offenders, folders
bomb holders let em off and explode
The battefield haunting the
dance deadly emits six pence
Spiral rifle, pointed, elastic noose
head wrapped stifle, survival
Tribal, secret rival
subliminal message throwin
Bitch niggas holdin on
Mic cables, capable of slowin jets on deck
you straight through continuously
Justice, wit more of the penital
Some long overdue, now served by the on cheat
Drummer is the street prophecies fulfilled
chill, currents to the invited
Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on way home
poems from clones, we got it sewn