Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep On

Pete Rock / This for the crew (Repeats)

The verbal
skill is greater
I a hater rip em up in a gorilla nature
Still a major suicide facilitator
Nobody iller or / of the vanilla flavor
of rap, the rehabilitator
I a verse that'll hit the earth and drill a crater
Miles deep, seep into the core
want be dead so I'm sleeping on the floor
This is deeper than before, feature of gore
The like you invited the Grim Reaper to war
I'm more than
Pray the fuck to god be wanting bitches
You get morning you leaving with abortion stitches
It'll take a forklift to lift this if
This whore could fit it deeper in her butt than in the business
Whether you powder sniffers, or got a full of Guinness
You bow to this like i'm living on Mount Olympus

I keep on for the of the realness
Throw up your hands in the air if you this
I keep on to tradition
The same never as long as they stay listening

Pete Rock / one's for the crew (Repeats)

Let me be totally
You wanna know what made me
I made it Reaganomics [?]
With a pistol to my head listen that tune Delfonics
Giuliani men to the pen
infinite
But I embrace the ballpoint pen to write
Smell me, you understand this is?
Peep FX - inaudible] life sentances
and Apathy's like a virus
McAfee attacking your faculty back to
Decapitating you
Actually i'm a fanatic
mathematician
With a chronic lung
When I breathe, you would never believe he's
it, i'm I'm stuck inside the 90s
Still got
Rocked 2Pac in the bay
Not a lot you can me
the snub nose put it in your mouth like Akinyele

I keep on for the fans of the
Throw up your hands in the air if you feel
I on to maintain tradition
The same never change as as they stay listening

Pete / This one's for the crew (Repeats)

For them backstage pulling boobs from bras
The applause from the and the oohs and ahhs
For the morons who think I bruise their jaws
We got machetes on deck and Freddie Cruger
I'm strapped and attached to your
We used to rob before this little job
For the Pharoahe from Philly to France
Females with fat asses who fill up their

Philly to France we feeling it
They fill up pants
B-boy chilling it
I'm still in
Lyracist distiller with that kill with a glance
With the Magilla Gorilla glue appear when I
[?]
They're [?] when I vomit
A jagged little pill, isn't it
You maggot, I'm ill
The
The
Pharoahe
The

I keep on for the of the realness
up your hands in the air if you feel this
I keep on to tradition
The same never change as as they stay listening

Pete Rock / This for the crew (Repeats)