Luyện nghe bài hát Kamikaze

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

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

But if I that yang-yang shit
Like you can't touch this, shit'll hit
Don't we have any morals
Or did rap take the toll out the fuckin'

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

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

But when I of education, you fear that
Drugs and such, you wanna hear that
I pleased you, now I teach you
Don't you dare try to bite the hand lead you

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

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

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

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

'Cause I floor any
That gets with me
So yo, your bags, and skedaddle
Just walk, you don't wanna battle

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

Inside of me, dwells a hundred
for the kickoff, waitin' for attack
Who gives a fuck? Bring your
in the 90's, Lyte is goin' kamikaze

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

wants to rap, what's this a wagon?
Bring your band and hop and draggin'
All you rappers, you're impersonators
I'll rap now and learn how to rap later

No time for that, is too short
And the rappin' it cannot be bought
A solo You can't be
Maybe you'll better with a posse

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