Luyện nghe bài hát Kamikaze

Outside of me, you try to me
Young and black, that ain't no
But runs deep like an ocean
You couldn't understand if I in slow motion

I'm tryin' like hell to get results
But you can bet your ass that it's
They try to it down because I talk to a beat
In other because I try to teach

But if I talk that yang-yang
Like you touch this, that shit'll hit
Don't we have any anymore
Or did rap take the out the fuckin' door?

if it did, hardcore's back to claim it
I'ma take it, change it, it, rename it
I got the plan, now make it effective
You hip-hoppers, you got to be

And lettin' that bullshit slide for rap
Can't you see it's a brainwash trap?
I rap a cha, cha, cha and I sat and
You liked that shit, you rock around the fuckin'

But I talk of education, you fear that
and such, you don't wanna hear that
First I pleased you, now I you
Don't you try to bite the hand that'll lead you

To the pot of gold, over the
guide you, I know the way to go
So close your eyes and just take my hand
Remember MC Lyte has the master
We can go thick, in a
You ain't said nuttin' slick, I'm goin'

Inside of me, you try to me
Can you detect, can you see I'm
Well, usually don't get upset
But when I see wack gettin' pressed I get vexed

Turn on the video, what's this
A to rap and I'm not impressed
So just leave, get out my
You lame sucker, you fuckin', no

Takin' up my airtime, with that whack
Full of, full of bullshit
So step off roach or get upon
Because my rhymes spray like D-Con 4
Do you want

I floor any emcee
That wanna gets me
So yo, pack your bags, and
Just walk, 'cause you don't battle

I got the button that'll get rid of emcees
It's called the Brooklynizer, you beggin' on your knees
So quit up space on the CD rack
You better prepare, 'cause Lyte gives no

of me, dwells a hundred maniacs
Waitin' for the kickoff, waitin' for
Who gives a fuck? Bring posse
'Cause in the 90's, is goin' kamikaze

Inside, there's no
there's more than meets the eye
So now you know not because guessin'
But I told you so, I never fess

Everyone wants to rap, this a wagon?
Bring your and hop and start draggin'
All you rappers, fuckin' impersonators
Sayin' I'll rap now and learn how to rap

No time for that, is too short
And the gift it cannot be bought
A solo artist? You be
Maybe look better with a posse

But all that you're talkin', you ain't sayin'
So why you where you at? I think you oughta
don't matter in the 90's
Here's a warning, Lyte is kamikaze