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

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

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

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

Hey Vengeance, pass me 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 in your brain

Go 'head, look, I you're thinkin', "Who's behind me?"
"Oh my God it's Water Water and no one's ever find me"
I got brains pushin', head in the frame
In a not far over, head 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
niggas said we was commercial, what y'all gon' say now?

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

ball bully MC's, we buildin' 'em Greek
Large like Wood's teeth when chewin' on beef
you 'round the block, bring you back, tie the knots
He man, slap your whole block, moms and pops

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

From this ethereal thriller, mysterious guerrilla
Stalk you with the sick precision of a serial
Record your routine, I watch you from the day to the
Calculatin' when it might be the time to strike

They keep callin' my
Water Water, come smack the whack in the
With a Louisville Ax Slugger, then slash the
Hit your back rawdog no rubber, he's a dirty mawfuckar

Won't long, that's what my momma turned
And told my when I was born
I got your neck in a noose, damn right, I'm flexin' my
your mouth nigga, that's 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? one of you manufactured rappers
With the materialistic, naive, fan base
Has the nerve to be offended? What you do? Dis me?
Go 'head, rhyme, kick a verse, I ya
Oh, I it scares ya

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

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

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