Luyện nghe bài hát I Got U

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
I got u

Matter fact, take two
Pits of flesh, palm picked and gone
Spooks with uz', ice picks, and tools
Listen fool, the revolution is
We clans in pools of blood

Let 'em all scrub to
for love, [Incomprehensible] and mud and bloody rugs
Screamin' on cats, we in your face, blast back
The put politicians in bags and [Incomprehensible]

Ay, yo my chased you down outside your compound
Now we got you in the point hold on the ground
Whoop, hand me that barbed wire, now arms and legs are bound

Hey Vengeance, me that scalpel now
Relax, close eyes as the sound of my voice penetrates
is your only choice to avoid the pain
'Cuz I don't want no lip as I slip this microchip in brain

Go 'head, look, I you're thinkin', "Who's behind me?"
"Oh my God it's Water Water and no one's gonna find me"
I got your pushin', head in the frame
In a case not far over, of the flames

Hangin' over the fire, I know y'all hope I
But all y'all gettin' is fire
Ga ga, down, stay down, lay down
Y'all niggas said we was commercial, what y'all gon' say

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
Got u

Rectangle, Shane pound MC's and mangle
you back and bitch spank you
A Fuck you talkin' 'bout? I'm tappin' your chin
See you at a for no reason, tap it again

This bully MC's, we buildin' 'em Greek
Large like Tiger Wood's when chewin' on beef
Take you the block, bring you back, tie the knots
He bitch man, slap your whole block, and pops

I ain't gon' lie though, brothers got a lotta
But back it up with the skills, they playin' lotto
With they careers, when they to me on the streets
On or over beats you can't engage the heat

this ethereal thriller, mysterious serving guerrilla
Stalk you with the sick precision of a killer
Record routine, I watch you from the day to the night
when it might be the best time to strike

They callin' my name
Water Water, come smack the whack in the
With a Ax Slugger, then slash the jugular
Hit your back rawdog with no rubber, a dirty mawfuckar

Won't last long, that's what my momma
And told my daddy I was born
I got your neck in a noose, damn right, I'm flexin' my
Shut your mouth nigga, an excuse

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

One, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you

As one, two

you
I got u
Caught you and you
Got u

What? Which one of you rappers
With the materialistic, naive, egotistical fan
Has the nerve to be What you gon' do? Dis me?
Go 'head, rhyme, a verse, I dare ya
Oh, I it scares ya

A bangin' beat, a room, a full pen and a blank pad
But get mad 'cuz you don't know what the fuck you doin'
Go 'head, freestyle punk, wait, you start
I know done told you that a freestyle's the reciting of a rhyme
That hasn't recorded or put on the market

But when you write that rhyme down, that's a record of the
rhyme's been recorded, so don't even start that shit
A true freestyle's a or verse kicked from the dome
and timed to a beat
Where mistakes are made, you got
And [Incomprehensible] all the

But these are the things that makes a so unique
a precorded, practiced, or written rhyme
Now what you do?
If your response is, "I know he ain't about me"
I'm talkin' you
So fuck you to a beat, bitch, I got u