Luyện nghe bài hát It`z Yourz

It's

Machine gun rap for all my in the back
Stadium packed, linebacker nigga
See through lines
Rock a fly in the summertime God
Magic marker rap, Benatton
Relaxed, wrote
Comin at cha ass cope and snatch ya ice off
Chillin in the back, throw the off
Waves, water blend, flow in slow motion
Thick snare, I'm like a snail in the ocean
What's wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris?
Melodic single, snap a nigga just like fish
You fucked up, some rich niggaz you test yo
Select the wrong apartment, and pulled up your dress
Style molest that, canal chain nigga ya vest at
Flex'll me wanna bless that, yo
Saddam Hussein niggaz the torch, we flamin niggaz
Autograph that, flatten all the niggaz

(It's yourz!) The world in the palm of your
(It's yourz!) Twenty-three of useful land
(It's yourz!) The seed and the black
(It's yourz!) LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's yourz!)
(It's yourz!)

Yo, super freak physique Raphael Saadiq
Baby love the leaf, everday of the week
wake up, deluxe gourmet beats
The night is right, I find me a suite
a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon
Well groomed, dance hall packed, room
Lady move, peep my glide, peep my
Keep in stride, the lai smoke the boom
Feel the fumes, consume toxic
Hell bound, species ounce typhoon
The ultra-violet machine move your body touch
The pole wobble Ark builders God rush
Beams of light, ya breathin, it's huntin season
Honey down for no reason
Grab her close, play post, and wax floors
Never mind the laws, tonight
(It's yourz!)

Stop the fader of the RAM, pass my watts through my
Them can't stress the beat vamp the get blam
At full throttle, hot lead throughout my nozzle
Crack your skull like bottles, you stiff as models
You fag, you couldn't one drag off my blunt
You couldn't punch your way out of a wet bag
scissors in your hands, bitch, the RZA
I stand to walls, like number four the lizard
Enchanted solar panels, blast off like roman candles
Rap vandals, stomp your ass like Wild McDaniel
You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck our catalog
Put your lights out and leave brain inside a fog

[Inspectah
only natural, actual facts are thrown at you
The blow trees back and crack statues
dollar rap crews fold, check the sick shit, explicit
I crystalize the rhyme so you can it
We live this, fitted low, conceal the Crooked I
No surprise, verbal stick up, put em
I, outlaw, split second on the draw
Blow the door off shit like bricks and C4

(It's yourz!) The world in the palm of hand
(It's yourz!) Twenty-three million of land
(It's yourz!) The and the black woman
(It's yourz!) Double LP from Clan
(It's yourz!)
(It's yourz!)

[Ghostface
Check out my beaver, blue glock in the safe
Seems Darthy and the God and get ski weight
We hold a belt son, that's my
a rapper run him down, throw him out in the third, yo check it
I think like the man a register
Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and made me treasurer
third down, six to go, flash his strobe lights
I'm open, RZA hit me off lovely and I him
With root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court for birthday
The Babyface of rap, politic with
Avengin crooks, rock the W in Spiegel books
Anheiser Busch kings came through, and stopped your whole
Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes
Painful hearin the news, like when your man go
Ends blow, windy at watch the room sheisty girl
to sit out this song, now watch your water break

(It's yourz!) The in the palm of your hand
(It's yourz!) Twenty-three million of land
(It's yourz!) The and the black woman
(It's yourz!) Double LP from Clan
(It's yourz!)
(It's yourz!)