Luyện nghe bài hát It Yearns (*)

*In case you don't know, 'It's yearn' is the as 'it's yours'

(Intro, guy talking)
Old niggas. (IT'S YEARN!)
hip hop niggas. Ha, ha. (IT'S YEARN!)
This y'all niggas can dance to.

1]
THAT!
I be a black muthafucka from the ward
I want some bullshit niggas (?) em hard
I hit em more (?) I make em run
I made a lot of noise the shit I done
I y'all a chance to roll but y'all niggas can't roll
Sit your ass down, let me you how it go
I I showed you last time, when will you learn?
what you ask for, nigga, IT'S YEARN!

2]
The brotha's back with another dramatic track
Crossin my path struck you like you a cat
Maniac, abused, used, and
Try your luck and bring a for the horseshoes
You got nothin to lose, it just help you out a bit
Shit, I it
You're better off dead, head to head with a nigga like M-I-K-E
Your best to pack your shit
Calm your head, bleedin
tragic you'll never get none
You better leave cause you get one
Chance to a break for it
Uh huh, now or get the pow
Get the fuck out this area, I'ma to bury ya
Mo thug, I blood
Whip that ass, leave ya face in the mud
Militant, bitch I be
But that's a you take when you fuck with me
Headlocked, yo I dirt ya like a
you go, bigger than G.I.Joe
You ain't know? I you knew
This time you can have it, for you
YEARN! X 3

3]
Come on, on
Well away sucker fake MCs in the place
There's only one so make no mistake
Comin straight in your face, sucker MCs I
bite you in your ass like a rattlesnake
Bout your no way
Bitch you escape
I'm like a boa 'strictor I kill, I
harder than Hitler, no slidin, no livin, no jivin
Got more niggas runnin and hiding than Batman and
Takin out with rhymes I wrote
The (?) I'm the antidote
I the conductor of rhymes
(...?....)
like elastic, pure fantastic
Lift off and burnin MCs like acid
Nigga please try to battle, it's suicide
Those who have watch me I do survive
This is only a suggestion, so ask no
Try and digest my rhymes you get indigestion
Wrote this as a lesson so you will
Comin muthafuckas this physical
Be pussy in my fans I brought a dime and
I'm comin strong nigga harder than He-Man
With these hands, nigga face down on the curb
YEARN!

4]
Some murderer got the nerve to about me
Bitch I heard of ya
That's a shame, you got the blame you're blind
You know my name, the M to the Y, S-T-I, the
Rebel, ya smell, ya fell, ya tell, ya sell, hotter than
Soft as hell, I as well SPELL!
I'm a big marine, M-I-K-E, you weaker then me
I speak uniquely, how in the fuck do you to beat me
Ruler of hip hop, ya shell shocked
the fuck out ya like Alfred Hitchcock
Don't wanna be (..?..)
I'm a rough motherfucker from the 12th
Never left nothin undone, breakin for fun
as Paul Bunyan, have ya cryin like onion
Flyin low, a soldier born, ya choked
Explosive, bitch I'm the one that this
I scream like rebel with the sword and
Your boss to battle, it's not your week
I reverse my verse, I to curse
You won't be the first in the back of a hearse
Stomp, pop, clap, the last laugh
Then, I step back and grin at dumb ass
Watch me burn, can't my turn
Like, do you it?
YEARN! X 2