Luyện nghe bài hát It's Yourz

Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the
packed, linebacker nigga, flash stacks
See yellow lines
a fly jersey in the summertime God
Magic marker rap, Benetton
Relaxed, wrote this, comin at you crab ass
Snatch ya ice off, chillin in the back, the lights off
Waves, water blend, flow in slow motion
Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the
What's your wish? Wanna like Kris?
Melodic single darts, snap a nigga just like
You fucked up, rich niggas you done test
Yo, select the wrong department, and niggas pulled up your
Style, that
Canal chain, nigga where ya at
Flex'll make me wanna that
Yo, Saddam niggas
Light the torch, we niggas
Autograph that, flatten all the niggas

(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of hand
(It's Yours!)
million of useful land
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)

Yo, super freak physique, like Saadiq
Baby love the ganja leaf, everyday of the
friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats
The night is right, I might find me a
It's a quarter full moon, now I with my swoon
groomed, dance hall
Packed, full
Lady move, peep my glide, peep my
Keep in stride, smoke the lye the boom
Feel the fumes, consume toxic
bound, species forty ounce typhoon
The ultra-violet scream move your body touch
The pole wobble, Ark builders God rush
Beams of light, stop ya breathin, huntin season
Honey eye-ballin down for no
Grab her close, post, wind and wax floors
Never the laws, cause tonight
It's Your's

Stop the fader of the RAM, blast more through my pre-amp
Them can't stress the beat vamp the get blammed
At full throttle, hot lead propels my nozzle
Crack your soul like bottles, leave you stiff as
You fag, you couldn't one drag...off my blunt
You couldn't your way out of a wet paper bag
With in your hands..bitch, the RZA
I stand close to walls, number four, The Lizard
And channel so-lar panels, blast off like Roman Candles
Rap vandals, stomp your ass like McDaniel
You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck with our
Put your lights out and your brain inside a fog

It's only natural, facts are thrown at you
The impact'll blow trees back and statues
Million rap crews fold, check the sick shit
Explicit, I crystallize ya til you can sniff it
We live this, fitted hats low conceal the eye
No surprise, verbal stick up, put em
Rebel I, outlaw, split on the draw
Blow the door off this like bricks of C-4

(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the black
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang
(It's Yours!)

Check out my beaver, baby Glock in the safe
Seen Dorothy in the garden, gettin ski'd, row
We hold a Son, that's my word
Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the
Yo it
I think the man behind a register
Evergreen estates, Divine and Power made me treasurer
third down, six to go flash his strobe lights
I'm RZA hit me off lovely and I love him
With root beer thoughts, here's a court
For your birthday, the babyface of rap politic with
eagle crooks, rock the "W" and "Spiegel" books
Annheiser Busch kings came through, and stopped your jooks
Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes
Painful, like hearin the news, like when man go
Ends blow, windy at times watch the room girl
Love to sit out this song, now watch your water

(It's Yours!)
The in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
million of useful land
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the black
(It's Yours!)
LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)